The Descent
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I'll never be the same again.

The Descent

I think...I think I'm losing control.

I feel it slipping through my fingers.

Cold...It's so cold.

It slices the air as it falls.

It's as if I can hear the particles collect on it as it rips through the air.

I can hear them pitying me.

"So unfortunate." "Can't believe that happened." "So sorry." "It's not your fault."

I don't need their pity so instead of cracking I collect myself.

Gain my composure.

I scowl as my chocolate vanilla swirl with cookie crunch flakes falls to the ground.

Then all I can do is walk away.

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