It's the sound of glass shattering.
It's pulverizing a star into dust.
It's yanking the earth from beneath.
It's putting your full faith into something and it being emptied right when you're about to take a sip.
It's blinking back tears into your eyes and hearing the generic "its going to be okay".
When it's not, not in this moment, not tomorrow or next week. But it will be, you just need time for okay to finally settle in because hell it's the only choice you have.
Its truly unfair but that's the price you pay for being inferior for being small time, for not being the big dog.
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