Silence in Death
The harsh sound of silence escapes me. That's because I can't remember what I'm supossed to say. You stare at me with empty eyes. Though no words come out, I hear your mind. Outside of your mind is soundproof. It doesn't hear what I say, but I hear every thought that comes from it. You cannot hide from me. Your secrets belong to me, just as your life belongs to you. Noone else. People will try to take your life. Its easy for them. But can you stop yourself from taking it alone? These are the things that matter most. This is what you have to look out for. Your spirit will never rest until it dies with you. Some say your spirit is always kept alive. But yours is poisoned. It's evil. It has no chance in surviving after you're dead and gone. More importantly, your heart has already ceased.
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