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Anguish

If there was something better to describe the way I feel at the moment, I would gladly be use it.

Not only did it feel as though I was carrying a weight which wasn't mine, but also, in between, my legs throbbed and my stomach ached.

It felt as though something had been ripped out of me forcefully.

My back was another story. I couldn't describe the aching feelings that shot through me at intervals whilst I turned.

It even made me wonder if the bed I was on was made of spikes.

But then, I knew it wasn't.

Also, all I desired was for the aches within...