Freewrite @ 4.53 pm:
The sound of your voice drives me insane. Why can't I unwant you. Why can't I unneed you. You never help, but I'm lost without you. The blowing of the wind eases my pain, it's nice to know that nature is on my side. If only it rained. If it was a rainy day, perhaps I'd go outside. The bleak outlook is comforting, the darkness revealing. I have no home, I will make darkness my home, I will live in Solace. We will have party, dancing and drinking, tasting the wine and blood of the past. How important I am.
Go learn to write. Seriously.
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