Simply, really. #yowo
In that moment I lost it all
I lost all hope, all beauty to the eye
I even lost curiosity on the last person
that stretched my mind
Everything began to resemble a rock
worthless, pointless, just taking up space
laughter was empty, love was cold
I was empty, I was cold
when i came to realize it wasn't
pain that hit me, nor depression
it was simply
reality.
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