I Believe That Titles Underestimate the Written Works They Characterize

Your cries can't be heard over the noise and the static. In this case, it's quite problamatic. Your fragile heart has been brutally slain; just another casualty of the horrible game. The static clouds minds, filling everyone's ears. Leaves you broken and vunerable to your innermost fears. No places left to successfully hide, so you settle for retreating deep inside. It fills every crevice; the most remote places it can find. It sure as hell ain't one to be kind. So the static consumes your thoughts and your being. Takes over your will and prevents you from fleeing. Your cries can't be heard over the noise and the static. In this case, it's quite problamatic. Your fragile heart has been brutally slain; just another casualty of the horrible game.





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