The invitations all went out – And all, came back unread. His Birthday. Marriage, and Funeral, were cursed with the words he’d said. For those thorny barbs of truth spilled much, too easily from his mind. ‘The truth’ it seems, was often taken, as offensively unkind. It’s loneliness that made him – Put him where he is today. Loneliness that killed him, in its unimpassioned way. Drowned and choked and injured in the silence of despair. Murdered by his ignorance of a life beyond repair.Birth sign: Gemini
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