🌟Soul Words🌟

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Man, it hurts. I can never figure out what "it" is. It dims my soul to a colour left aside in a dusty corner. It makes my wrists, my thighs, tingle as if awaiting the daily sweetness. It grabs me by my throat and clenches its fists until I'm completely out of breath.  It is everywhere but only the places with depth I cannot conquer. Especially the pit of my heart, weighing down as if a metal ball dropped from a height limitless.
Goodness, I'm sorry I said "where there are words, there is comfort," it's frustratingly untrue.

Where there are words, there is pain. Pain with indefinite depth, your heart sinks with a metal ball in it.

Cold, heavy, painful.

-LovableConundrum
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