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#theblackcoud
I want it to end , the pain, the torment the feeling that I'm being ripped apart from inside out. I walk around unnoticed I sit crying, pleading for it all to stop. I don't want it to feel this way. There's nothing I can do differently, it doesn't care. This black cloud doesn't look at the person before affecting it. It just does. It just chooses never to leave.
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Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 2:34 PM UTC
The Black Cloud