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Fingers at the keys, suddenly my mind has gone blank. I needed a release. For a while I considered entering a dark contest with some heartwrenching sad poety, then I realised, that wouldn't alleviate my eartache rght now. Anything I write wouldn't relate to me, just add to the overwhelming chaos of millions of stungby Onionducks on Jul 18 5:37 PM, In Angry, Beaten, Confused, Desperation, Pain, Personal, Release, Sad, Thoughts, Vent. 500 words. → Make first comment?
