There are those days when it feels like nothing goes right.
A million horrible things are mercilessly cast upon poor, vulnerable you.

You feel the hurt building, building, and you fight back those bitter tears...
that are near to spilling out...

On your way home, you can't hold it anymore, and the pain-filled tears stain your face as the chilling Winter wind cuts your cheek.

As you sink to the floor you will for the hurt to go away.
But the loud, heavy sobs keep on overcoming you, and you succumb to the hurt...

Falling...falling...into the darkness, hoping for a kind spirit's hand to pull you back up.


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Cheer up! (I'm so bad at situation like this, so I can only say this kind of word)

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