Pitch Black

Life without you is like being chained to a cinder block and thrown into the ocean. Towards the bottom I drift into that black abyss. Slowly life gets darker and it feels like there is less oxygen. Until finally, I am alone and it is pitch black and nothing matters anymore. Whatever you do, don’t try to save me.

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