Won't you please?
End this. End it all. The constant chatter, the endless conversations. Pointless rambles of incoherent blabber that will never come to be.
They live not to pass through lips of rage, disappointment or fury. Neither the mouth of carelessness, sadness or frustration.
End the bickering that would make an auctioneer jealous at what speeds some words form sentences. If only they were all worth something prized enough to fetch a penny or two.
If what then will silence the voices that convolute and obscure the walls of vastness and memories?
Pray tell, won't you please?
They live not to pass through lips of rage, disappointment or fury. Neither the mouth of carelessness, sadness or frustration.
End the bickering that would make an auctioneer jealous at what speeds some words form sentences. If only they were all worth something prized enough to fetch a penny or two.
If what then will silence the voices that convolute and obscure the walls of vastness and memories?
Pray tell, won't you please?
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