We Look at the Same Moon
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It hurts. There's this unexplainable, undescribable hollowness that's chipping away at his heart. It's eating so much of his chest that he feels light and empty and nothing at all. It hurts. Help. He's struggling to see the dry cut names on the cold hard stone through blurry crystal tears and he's trying to swallow the stone in his throat. It hurts. Help. Hurts hurts hurts help help please help hurts-
Why did they have to go?
He feels hollow and empty and he's punching dry cracked bark instead of downing saucer after saucer of alcohol, and maybe that's why he feels like nothing.
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