Thursday, October 13
The tears were late
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What mattered when there was nothing valuable to begin with ?
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How smart she thought she was ! Hiding darkness in a corner, locked in a room that was erased from her memory. But one night it became so full, the seal was broken, and the darkness overwhelmed her.
She could no longer lie to herself that she knew what she was fighting for. There was neither hope nor motivation. The vault was emptied a long time ago.
That night, she sat there, holding on to the phone and weeping to no one in particular, for nothing in particular.
Right then, she felt like … dying, and she really was.
She couldn’t stop crying. That night, she cried all the lost tears she never knew were there.
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What mattered when there was nothing valuable to begin with ?
*
How smart she thought she was ! Hiding darkness in a corner, locked in a room that was erased from her memory. But one night it became so full, the seal was broken, and the darkness overwhelmed her.
She could no longer lie to herself that she knew what she was fighting for. There was neither hope nor motivation. The vault was emptied a long time ago.
That night, she sat there, holding on to the phone and weeping to no one in particular, for nothing in particular.
Right then, she felt like … dying, and she really was.
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