The Pain of a Hunter
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Yautja,
16 years ago
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Pain. Pain is the one thing that will not leave me. My heart is in pain. My soul is in pain. I am in pain. No amount of pills will help. They come and go, never staying, always leaveing. Why can't I leave? I want freedom! Let me out of this prison of pain! The fire in my soul has died. The wind of hope has stoped helping it and so it has died. The fuel of happyness has been burned up and it too is gone. All that is left is pain, hate, rage, grief, and sorrow. What will happen if I use them? Will my world be incased in darkness? Will this realse me?
Now thinking of more to add. Till next time!