When a tiny,black particle resides inside your thoughts, which makes its presence in every way you think, and every other way you act....
That spins and spins the shivering spirals, which miss their orbits quite often, leaving yourself, rather your "self", in a sense created by a scene in which Silence killed itself, and peace made into pieces...
the peace above was in attaining ethical sense to your thoughts, and silence was at their purity...
all this happens in a closed shell, which is not accessible easily, yet throws its results out...
The results above, rather ousted results above, disturbs coherence, the mind has with the thoughts..., leaves a thirsty deep feel awaiting for a soothing moist air to pass through, and finally strikes the eyes and gives a drift in the behaviour...
Silly lips, wants to make a sensible impact in this havoc, but couldn't actually notice, the eyes already had their shadow on them...
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