Rhapsody
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Ache
My body aches down to my very core. Tears have erroded deep chasms into my cheeks, pale with disgust. Nothing will end this pain, mend this hurt. It bleeds within me, where it cannot be reached with any sort of mortal healing. I die once, twice, three times and no one bats an eyelash, and when I finally come close to regaining myself I'm used again, and again, until there is nothing left but scars. Only a little more and I'll just waste away, like the desert sands.