Monday, 29 April 2013


Hollow silence,
Resounding with dread,
In my head,
It beats a steady echo,
Like a heart,
That is close to being dead,
By some mystery still remains,
To keep it pounding,
For something lost,
And the choices made,
That gave way to regrets,
That cannot be said.

~Rei Shiori

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