words reunited  

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5:25.


Blue.

A book is lying at the bed. Staring blankly at its owner. Longing for its promised affection.

Melancholy.

The sweetness of chocolate. The bitterness of coffee. They have lost their fame.

Emptiness.

Electric guitars strumming. Beating drums to infinity. Screaming voices. Bottled messages.

Blink.

Lost words await the other end of the line.

Sober.

Drunken madness. False hopes. Masked shadows. Memories. Dreams.

Hatred.

Old wounds coming out of its grave. Ghosts hunting their prey. Lurking. An abyss awaits them.

Infatuation.

16. Underdeveloped mankind. Self-consciousness. Make-up and wax.

Love.

On the rocks. Wounding through emotions like bullets and shrapnel.


F-A-T-E.


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