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Heyy people read my new short story, tehe btw not a true story..

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I float in a pool of darkness cold presses in on me I am alone. floating aimlessly, I reach for sparks of hope, but rather than warm they only burn, I ache with sorrow, I hunger to leave. to escape this prison, I crave to be free, to be heard, to be loved.

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Winter a world of fragile things ice in the form of glass, shatters as the frigid wind Burt's against it. This cold despair rushes through my heart making that warm place a frozen wasteland. I might catch a cold from the ice inside my soul. My life is exactly like the dead of winter. Fragile and cold. Why can't it be warm, like it used to be. You're gone and I'm alone. Stuck in this frozen land. Death is eternal, love is forever.