So it kills you slowly till you may die in atrocity;
I associate it with water, the ever flowing mask of anxious serenity.
The deafening silence greets us and makes us wonder
What the world would be like without sound,
Without water.
And then I feel the ever lasting embrace of uncanny duality.
I associate it with water, the ever flowing mask of chaotic tranquility.
The resounding echoes greet us and make us wonder
What the world would be like without sound,
Without something to ponder.
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The Phrases In Love
PoetryEvery chapter consists of a poem, a story, and a priori of all the little things I try to see and feel. An ENFP, a Sagittarius, a Snake. That's me. The introverted of all extroverts.
