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The Darkest tears run deep and heavy llike the red in my heart.



Running like a river...thick and slow...like pain...like a burden.



Staining my soul, Killing my mind, Betraying my heart.



I lay in this river of dark red tears, in this searing pain flowing through me.



Feels as if it were forever, but in mere seconds everything changes.



I lie in wait, waiting for it, it's coming.



The moment of truth, it's near...it's here.



The darkest tears spill from my soul, the floodgates busted open,



Everything I know as of Who I am comes tumbling down.



It's a violent struggle between the past, the present and the future.



But me..I choose what's ahead...the future.



It all comes to a screeching halt...as everything seems to be going back in time.



It's silent, It's cold, It's still.



I'm reborn



I'm free



I'm...just....me.