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Nonsense talk kind of making sense....

He walked there and twisted his pen around.His sleek black pen was her.

She walked there and felt sick of him.Her eyes began tearing up by the same day.

Every moment felt like torture to her.Get drunk everyday while reminding herself about her disgusting life.Wiped up make up as a disguise.A mask to the world that effortlessly misunderstand everything.

From her:

Should I go now?Should tell anyone?What's the meaning of memories?Hell come at us yet fell on us without realizing it.Sun and moon looked beautiful yet painful to look at.

From him:

Desire of mankind is undesirable.Everything black yet looked like a piece of blank white canvas.Looking tired just anytime.We both lost our time and kept forgetting things that had to be forget.So much time we wasted and devils possessed us become his followers.We both lost our body to each other everytimes.Do we need each other since we are scared of each other?Hanging up on each other.This is us after being scared being lonely.

By the end,they are living in their desire life.Forcing their mind to control everything and never turned their back.Both of women and men are having mental breakdown.Either they survive or not.All this will keep their existence.

Common sense•︹•;//La tua prossima ossessione. Scoprilo ora