Frail - Drought
distorted bodies lay against this pale, empty background. and we're caught in our own hopeless trap. no change. no movement. so we stand blocked by this wall, that we built ourselves, brick by brick and stone by stone; but to drop our false act and tear it down. to tear it down. shallow hearts. thoughtless actions. words are words upon words.
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