Pain

There’s a trail of broken pieces around the world, but they all lead to dead ends, because everyone who left them died. There are story’s of love, anger, and sadness in those pieces. Pieces that are glass to walk on, and the pain is like all the pain that all those people ever felt put on one person.

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