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A Glow Dimmed by MaxDomRenOro, literature
Literature
A Glow Dimmed
Bitterness, inevitable. It feels like time has come for him. A long, hard-fought battle to live—eventually, it is lost. Oh, alas—the demons inside his head devoured him whole. A light that was shining brightly, now devoid of all energy… A life well-spent, the flare slowly fading away to the dark… He was a born legend—the party never died with him. A fighter who never backed down, who kept leaping forward, His illness still leaving him determined to live happily… Many more months passing by—yet he never stopped going forth. His life was fruitful and lively—the life of the party. A thrill ride with his band of brothers, under the limelight… While indeed, a break is needed, their friendship is withstanding. Life of family and love—he settled down, now chilling out. Happy dad to youthful beauties, loving husband to kind woman. But, oh noes… all inside his head, a malfunctioning brain. His inner glow was slowly dimming, such pain so persistent! His role was nearing the end, his light
You have no idea that I stood here for a long while As you pushed, disregarded, and hurt me as you moved on. I was once standing here—and then soon enough, got up and left.
We once clicked over a common base, moved on to support each other. But now, where has this gone to? In time, this has vanished. Everything is now one-sided—you barely cared about me.
I once used to like you, interested in your activities. We really clicked over a common base—an online movement. But alas, you’re losing yourself to vanity; selfishness.
Do you want me to be active dealing with you once more? But alas, those memories of long ago restrain me. No, no more—I don’t want a déjà vu of what happened.
Why are you pushing me with your loudmouth posts calling me out? I’ve been doing my best to notice everything about you. But the truth is, I’ve moved on—now laid back, busy with life.
I’ve been writing, supporting your cause, just like a devoted fan… And yet, you still sound so desperate, pushing for lots more. What more do you want, then—that I go back to my past behaviour?
That day when you blocked me out without communication… Forcefully shutting me off—I’m on the brink of losing myself. But what else can I do? I have no choice but to leave this place.
All this time, I was standing here, waiting eagerly for your cues. But then, you—disregarded me, talked me down, blocked me out. You have no idea that I was even here, hurting.
What else is left there for me to do to your heart’s content? I have done all I could to please and help you reach that goal. And yet, you threw me aside, and now I can’t trust you anymore.