Scribbling:
Tragedy of Wanderer:
“Our life revolves around moment where we do not mean what we say,
what we do, what we hear, or what we tend to crave for. And then there are
moments when suddenly adjectives change their meaning and our lives turn upside
down, only for us to carry corpse of our heart in a body made to stand strong -
pretend even stronger. Emotions have purpose and we have mastered the art of
displaying it deceivingly.
Forget and forgive; now he understood its meaning, something we end up
applying upon self more than anyone else. We scream for light as darkness would
leave ourselves on display naked and it is never going to be easy to confront. We
are fragile where we expect to draw strength from, we could hide ourselves all day,
yet the night would know.
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