domingo, 18 de junho de 2006

Words mean everything you want them to mean, words are your thoughts, your dreams, your nightmares… emptiness is a word, even the lack of something must be expressed, or it just doesn’t exist.
And then, there are all these words going a thousand miles an hour through my mind..... some are mine, but almost all belong to someone else... all the worries, the problems, all the anguish… everything you ever felt is a random mix of letters, that you decided to give some meaning.
That’s why I like silence…but then again, silence is also a word, isn’t it?

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