Loss is the soundtrack to your lonely pathetic life. The pain you feel inside can only intensify until you fill that gap with someone you think loves you. Then they throw you to the curb like so many crushed cans and discarded needles. As you wallow in your misery Loss will cradle you in its hateful embrace. You will come to realize that your misery can be fed from and grown upon. From that a new person is born. One of hate and disgust.
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