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In a flash
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Ongoing, First published Nov 23, 2024
It just happened in a flash, just like that it was like a dream..no a nightmare one in which I could never wake up from, one in which we all couldn't wake up from.

We could never wake up from it...

If this were to happened at the beginning of our lives then at some point we could have said it's in the past let's focus on the present to make the future void of any more mistakes like the past but NO!

We were sailing smoothly, normal life shenaggins, but in an instant everything we knew, everything I KNEW was tainted pure black void of light, it's our present predicament it's not in the past -YET it can never be, no one wants to accept it's in the past, I don't want to accept it's in the past.

There's no future for me if i can't get past this, there's no future for US if we don't get past this..the question is can I ever get past this, CAN WE ever get past this, it involves all of us it's the bitter truth we all are protagonists in each chapter of this whole fucking nightmare OR story, we are engulfed in this darkness seeing as darkness has no source we ask amongst ourselves when will light come to us and what was the light we all once had, what gave the light, because the source of light we all had is dead, gone, broken, lost.....




"It wasn't me, I swear it wasn't me... it can't be, it wasn't my fault
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