Slowly dying
inside,
too weak to fight it,
too numb to speak about it,
knowing that all you can do
is continue to be silent,
and suffer, alone.
The Ruined.
too weak to fight it,
too numb to speak about it,
knowing that all you can do
is continue to be silent,
and suffer, alone.
The Ruined.
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