pain returned
You're trying to exhaust me so I'll stop thinking. You're trying to destroy my happiness. You're trying to close the doors to my freedom. You're trying to take away my only outlet. You're consuming me, exhausting me, and sickening me, but for now, I'm not giving up. If only to embitter you, as you've done to me, I'll stay standing. I'll be behind you as long as I have to endure, then you'll never hear from me again. I'll find my well-being alone. While you rot, I'm also alone.
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