Though tears cease to fall, to leak as before...To mask the off-beaten track of the mind so course; Their disability to soak and drench skin suggests a lack of feeling within.
Wandering blindly, self-harming by deceiving thought patterns and conclusion; A disturbing intrusion. As though the tears have hit a temporary dam, the indulgent sadness ebbs where emotion is jammed. Threatening to force a reckoning of misguidance...To set, pessimism as the one form of reliance.
I heard once, it was told to me that it was deemed mad to hide the signs of gladness which ironically lead to the definition of madness.
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