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Hollow

I felt it in my chest, it started as a tickle. Then a pull. This sensation fills to my crest and almost spilling out. Creeping up my throat.  
 
I am weak. My body shakes as the puling grows stronger and stronger until it turns to pain.  
sweet soft pain, more like an ache.  
 
My stomach turns as I stare at myself in the mirror. No one can see what I feel. I feel lighter and lighter each day that it eats at me.  
 
I scream at myself from the inside but it only echoes until I can't hear it anymore. I go until I'm speechless. Each word tears a piece of my soul and waits I have no more words to give.
Written by Callistoxo (Callisto)
Published | Edited 22nd Mar 2023
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