The untouched silhouettes still sting, the heart still bleeds, but the flow of pain can be controlled. Legendary hellos and goodbyes still conjure darkness deep within. A dark metamorphosis taking place? Only time WILL, and CAN tell. Every thought feels like a link to the past, feels like everything is sinking. Fear tends to manipulate all, a force of nature? I would say NO. Is this how it feels when a self-proclaimed king falls? Undoubtedly the sting will continue taking it all by day and by night; such night takers stilling the dreams; such day takers stilling the innervisions.
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