Sitting lonesome among the crashing waves below was a man contemplating the idea of jumping into those waves. He thinks of those that gave so much, yet the pain from those that just didn't care seemed to out weigh everything.
He couldn't go on. He didn't seem to see a reason to go on. No matter how many people he loves who loves him back, he still had this feeling of dread. He wondered how many people who saw him actually saw him. How many knew his secrets? How many knew his passion, his desire? How many cared to know him at all?
He must end it. He must throw himself at the mercy of God. He must end the pain once and for all.
"Enough," he cries out as he takes his final breathe before plunging to the waves.
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