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Tuesday, October 19, 2010 ♥ 5:28 PM
When one is in great hurt and pain, whether the tears that falls from your eye is a result of, or a manifest of the knife piercing your heart itself, one cannot tell. The wall that you built around your heart are but the clots of blood once so warm and living that was purged from the heart. It is unthinking that something once so living could become something so dead and wasted, but it is more so unfeeling that the result you get at the end is a rock in place of a heart. It is useless to try to hide those hurt by going under a rain or a bath, because though you cannot see those tears, you could feel them, a droplet of warmth seemingly being extricated from the rock you spawned. Over time, over time, optimism comes into play, and rays of hope and sunshine threatens to melt the wall around, but what was unleashed is now nothing pure, for the hurt is there and is something you can never ever run away from. There is something that died inside.
Sometimes efforts really don't pay does it?