Story written in the hall where they gathered. Movie acted at the mall they scattered. Words between walls and thrown into the abyss that had a call.
No one knows what was known until it tilted itself out of the box where the melody was heard. It keeps playing in their head; they lose their sanity. They fall and break into millions, losing their scene of reality.
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Infinity
PoetryA dazzling view of words. Multiple perspectives of life and my deepest thoughts and feelings. I write to relieve it all. Thanks for reading! ~Highest rank: #102 in poetry~
