If the world is an empty cry for help then at what time shall they stop and listen to the forgotten voices in the celars of our minds? If this is all a ruin of a vacant land then why go forth each day…struggling to keep alive… struggling to go on and on and on… when nothing makes sense and no one listens? Who is there to talk to when there is no one left to listen? If They don’t listen then no one can carry on. I don’t want to talk…
…THEY DON’T LISTEN.
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