Silhouette in the Shadows

Within all honeyed words lie the deep, foul desires of a mans heart. They speak in ways that break you, build you and even love you. Till finally they get what they desire, then they crush your soul into oblivion. You do not cry... for you know... no one will come to save you from the void you have fallen into. Clawing your way up to the top of the cavernous ravine. Your hands bleeding, your heart aching, but in the end your voice is still silent, in the shadows.... like a silhouette.

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