The Truth Part 2 Comments

One last look back before they leave, a feeling so cold, so empty feeling so rigid it feels like your a hollow shell.
A harsh truth is told in words not to kind. Can you handle it?
A question is asked as static and white noise fills your brain, it rings out to your ears, a low acrimonious hum of nothingness.
You can feel your body start to ache, shake, sweat trickles from your brow, seconds have only pasted.
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