Cycles

by Free2424
I would kill to be free from this torment.

Cycles.
Repeating endlessly.
I've solved the world's problems.
I've murdered my friends and their families just because I was bored.
Every word, every breath; I've memorized it all.
It's boring now.
It just repeats.
Nothing new, yet nothing gets older.

Kill me.
Someone, anyone.
Erase me from this vile existence.



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This is something that I've recently been inspired to write.

Incomplete
Human
Sad
Romance
Tragedy
Dark
 

1046 words: Estimated 5 minutes to read

1 Chapter:

  1. The Darkness 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
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