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every face has a thought hidden behind the visage of visuals like the beating of the ear drum listening to compound residuals the beating of the heart, adreneline rush, push past the point of strain mental structure whinding spiraling downawrd thinning the blood of the brain eyelids like shutters flapping violently through the moonlit breeze frosted visual enchanting on a crystal island while lakes of airs swim through trees if ear drums had sight would the sound carry what they see? would it penetrate your retna emitting impossible screems? fragmented sentences with words sharp as shards of glass shoots up your esophagus slicing up your tingue as it pass plasma painted teeth swimming in saliva stained blood the smile of innocent kidnapped torchered and hid in mud the darkness of a corner with a child beckoning appraoch taken from the day light shadowed by the adult like reproach epervescent ponds violently errupting through surface tension the remains of a dilapidated lake of acidity the mind chooses not to mention the head of a serpent a product of whinding smoke creation burning the air and ground from the genesis of its foundation