When the mouth disconnected with the heart blades are form on the end of the tongue.
The sharpness that knows no bounderies creating wounds that are hard to heal.
The mouth doesn’t realize that the heart is missing.
And the heart was muted from the world.
Late at night, when the workd turns dark and  the mouth closed
The heart will speak.
Voiceless but can be heard.
The vessel  felt a deep pang of pain in the heart.
Blaming the mouth for the blades it created.
Regrets will flood.
Tears will fall.
The vessel wanted to shut the mouth forever.
Thinking of a way, the vessel locked herself in a room with no one except her.
She told both the mouth and the vessel her plan.
To avoid the blades from hurting people she loves,
The vessel decided to create a distance.
An unseen distance.
This makes the heart sad, but the vessel cannot think of any other way.
The home she created is being destroyed by her own mouth.
She was scared.
She was hopeless.
She cried.
Wanted to call for help.
But the wound was to deep.
That not even she can bear it.
The vessel wanted to end everything.
She wanted to shut up forever.
Not wanting to lose anymore what she have now.
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