Designer: Manikka
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What happens to a soul incapaticated beyond all reason? A heart ordered by its mind to cease to exist? There is no rebellion to the thought of martyrdom..no struggle against the choice of seemingly selfless love.

A heart and soul can exhaust all means to find reason..reason slips past every shadow, every word misplaced, every fear..

The oceans can't see beyond the crashing and thrashing of salt water on resolution; this skin and these eyes and cheeks have no means or reason to alert sensation for salt water tears against salvation..

Who cares about what happens to a soul incapacitated beyond reason, or a heart that's learned and learned to accept ceasing to exist? Pain is no longer a sensation; it's a word put into weaker minds and more selfish intentions. It's irrelevant, insignificant, swept under a rug and hidden behind secret identities..

See, see, I told them I'd save you..and we knew you'd never have a clue.
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