It never left
Pain. Pain is the only thing in my head — the only thing I feel. No one else can see it — not in my eyes, my behavior, or my body language. I sat there, lost in thought — my mind clouded, with no tears left to shed. I looked outside — the sky was clear... calm. But inside me, a storm — a war — erupted. Pain turned into anger, and tears into silence. I lit a candle and watched it slowly burn. Time passed, and with it, my anger subsided, leaving me numb. That night, I slept. But when I woke up the next morning... pain was back. {Hope you like It, im Still not exsactly expert in writing}
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