My Silence Is Terror.I Keep Staring At My Doom.You Can't Pull Me Out Of It.I'm Burnt, I'm Drowned,I'm
My silence is terror.I keep staring at my doom.You can't pull me out of it.I'm burnt, I'm drowned,I'm torn. I'm everything that can't be viewed!
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Peaky Blinders, S6
There is no end to this. The time will turn its wheels.
Something inside my consciousness eats me up. And I'm not even exaggerating. I stare at this sudden invasion of eternal mirk swallowing my bones and shadows. I no longer have words to express the futility of my existence.
Serenity does not exist alone. It will always be entwined with imperceptible emptiness and precarious moments leaving you in front of a spindle. The battle of possibilities and choices conceive our smiles and tears. So next time if your nightmare knocks at your door, make sure to kiss its forehead.
Her Schrödinger's cat, Fourth Insight.
Peaky blinders, S6
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