In the darkness I stood. Stood there listening to the wind for answers. "Why" was the first word that I heard. It floated there in my brain for the longest time. Then it attacked me, bitting at every brain cell. My emoutions started falling apart through every attack. It was over. I felt it come out, my very last word. I couldn't stop it from escaping. Why?
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Why? The Final Word
Mystery / ThrillerAnother very short piece of writing that was born through music. It's about how life is always filled with… one question. Why?
