Self realized revelations are always the most important but i've forgotten what i taught myself and the only sound left is echoing sobs layed over the music of chamber choirs. Somedays its so much more than we can bear to expose ourselves too, but there's no remedy to this perpetual suicidal gauntlet. And soemtimes we're just too jaded to realize that someone is screaming. Tonight i cannot equate this reality with hope or joy or a bright sunny tomorrow. Tonight reality is your tears dripping on the floor below and how numb i feel to everything around me.

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