The sound of crickets... in a vacuum.

Valya 090810

Give me your soul.
Give me your lust, your horrors, your darkest essence.
Give me your deepest you.

I give you silence.
I give you confusion from the void of the sound of crickets in a vacuum.
I am the fickle audience that knows my silence is a harsher whip than a cruel word.
Go ruminate in my airless reticence.





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