Even every mind is a hideout, every word a mask.
so what if every word is said, every line written and every song is sung?
talking is a means to hide away yourself. instead of whishing others to know me,
I try to fool everybody else just to be much of the muchness.
I have fallen out with myself just by my words.
sticks and stones may break my bones, but words unhinged the pretended best of me.
the inner certainty of doing the right things.
so we keep dancing like lovers, talking like strangers – wordless hymn of the night.
I' ve got into dumbness to be past it - to look behind these blue eyes and finally see what I could have, should have and never been.
fucking diehard.
it's all about the little things. I know this.
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