To say agony is to exaggerate.
Agony is too much extreme.
But i am in a state of near agony.
Uncomfortable.
Uneasy.
Incommodious.
Someone has put a whole 1 ton of compact block onto my chest.
And it hurts. Crushing. Downwards.
I can, can i?
Spitting what i feel, here..
Think so. I should be able to.
I can write anything. Anyhow. Anytime.
But theres one problem.
My wall is not forcing me back.
My echo returns silence.
I need a session.
ITC, OTB, ITB, H2H, whatever, whichever.
T______T
A session where i can admit my own losing.
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