With these words of tragedy come torture, nothings like being drained of everything you were given I’m now being tortured by the chains on my back. These chains weren’t such a burden when I was strong, but now that I’m weak, I’m breaking under the weight. If I am crushed by these chains I burden. Remember me as the one who was willing to take the burden not as the one who wasn’t strong enough.
-Ghostwriter9273
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Comments1
Oppresive atmosphere captured greatly
Strong imagery i felt this one
Great job
Thank you!!
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