The Outcome Poem by New Girl Dark NewGirlDark

The noose of contempt grew tight, without a corner to hide the fear. Family, love, and friends: the suspicion that courage doesn't exist in this world. Despair shattered the mirror. There were no tears left, no reflection, not even a damned door to life. In the atrocious silence of the fall, the soul tore itself apart, without a lament, leaving only a cold, hollow body floating forever in oblivion, where nothingness devoured its echo.
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