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Fanfic: Sturm der Gefühle

Subtitle: wenn nichts mehr hilft...

Chapter: Grief ...

Grief ... a feeling like everyone else ... nevertheless. what does it really mean to grieve? To be able to cry like everyone else does ... yes, can I? When I see someone suffering, I cry, when a friend of a friend dies, I cry ... but can I cry for myself too? No I do not think so. Would it help Who knows ... But I can't. It is as if my own tears, those that I can forget for myself and only for myself, have long since dried up ... deep in my suffering soul that cannot find peace because I cannot even cry when they are hurts. It's ... like those dry tears eat their way into me and destroy from within.
Torment me ... until my path of suffering finally ends ... so there is only one possibility ... to wait.

The only tears I can forget are the red tears of my own blood ...

... grief ...

- oh dear ... so depressing again. But described very well, meant by the person to whom I dedicate this.Who is that anyway? hm ... I'm sorry, but I can't say that. Maybe when I'm done ... but not yet. The person in question is not yet ready for this.

Let's hope that this mystery will be cleared up. ^^
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