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Thursday, 25 September 2008 @ 4:39 pm
the sounds that never came I've never felt as pitifully lonely as today, locked up in my room with the music blasting loud, anticipating the screams. Yet, they never came. Now i know what a pitiful mew sounds like, the true volume of the roaring silence. Animal-like sounds rip through the soul, it's a wonder that people ever doubted that they were once animals, with these sounds so jarringly alike. Under the pale light the dark blue never looked so glaringly bright, and the immediate temptation to replace them with redstreaks overcame me. As the blade tore through, it felt like nothing. Body shaking with sobs, I could feel the heart shiver in between each sob, as if in fear or pain. Don't ever forgive me, I don't deserve it. Incessantly emo piece. I couldn't resist. And no, I did NOT slit my wrist or whatsoever, it's just me and my fantasies. --xiiao deathie |