Words fall like hammer blows reverberate around the chambers, echo like the deepest silence then return to hit the synapses like a blow to the mind. All meaning long since deserted, leaving instead sounds; how loud do the words have to be before you recognise the sound of one heart breaking. Just cause as a method of continuing the madness. sounds that never end, replayed repetitive, absolute, over and over in the devine scheme words become sounds, become pain, dissolve into tears.Birth sign: Aries
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