Our world grew quiet like the dead. I never heard silence like this before. I knew it was over when we ate alone and slept apart and watched our own shows. We always adapt. We're good at it. It's easier than fixing what is broken.
I've had enough living. All taking and giving the promises broken forgiven never spoken. Tally wacker won't work. There's no more circle ****. Our tears are all the same. Stay warm in dead flame.