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Dispair wells deep within my chest, a sorrowful foreboding of the pain to come. A noose that rests gently upon my shoulders, shivering with grim anticipation of what's in store.
With the good comes twice the bad. A moment of happiness brings a mountain of agony.
One smile, a lifetime of tears.
The fear, the shame, the anguish - all intesified with each glimpse through the haze into sweetness.
Yet, eventually all the gladness along with the pain give way to something else. Something completely different. Something completely numb.
Eventually, all that's left is defeat.
With the good comes twice the bad. A moment of happiness brings a mountain of agony.
One smile, a lifetime of tears.
The fear, the shame, the anguish - all intesified with each glimpse through the haze into sweetness.
Yet, eventually all the gladness along with the pain give way to something else. Something completely different. Something completely numb.
Eventually, all that's left is defeat.