A heavy wheight. Wheighing down my shoulders. A pain I cannot bare. An unshakable sorrow and sadness deep within me. I am dead inside. A soulless creature. I have died too many times to let it happen again. The pain is too much, the sorrow more that I can handle. I tore out my heart for you, gave you everything, and here I am, left with nothing. Soulless, lifeless, saddened, dead, so much pain, it's more than anyone could imagine. I am dead, left with this burden, waiting to die again, just to get rid of the pain. You took everything I had, and broke my heart, broke my exsistance. I realized to late what you were trying to do and now I know. You have left me with nothing to live for.
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Kari's Drabbles
General FictionA collection of things I've written in the past. Most of these are on Deviant art, but I'm going to post them here as well.
