Today sucked so I dug a grave for the future. Here lies everything you could have had but didn't. This city has been overrun by people like you and it's about time we smile and nod and wait for their graves to fill. Liquid horror, metaphorical blood shed while we wonder what it was all for and realize how pointless it is to even wonder when these people haven't an ounce of life.
We could sell this, bottle it up and ship it across countries and oceans instead of filling up empty graves. Let it free in unknown lands and the deepest of seas, shed every ounce we have and just be. I'm tired of the guess work and these newly discovered eggshells that I don't even want to bother trying to walk on.
Once you're done, you're done. Until you decide to shed, I'll be waiting here to bury you.
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