Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

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A silent death.

Traditions bind sometimes. You don’t follow them, they follow you.

Passion dies. Will to live dies. Silently accepting that, kills.

Self-doubt kills. Self-hate kills. Numbing oneself from observing such death kills, too!

 Fear holds, characters choke. Writers die. // Escape (27.3)
(Created Feb 9, 2015. )

12 responses

  1. Oh my, are you ok? Heavy thoughts here Maria? I hope all is well.❤

    March 28, 2015 at 7:44 pm

    • I am okay and not okay too. So all is well and not well, but mostly well and will be well.🙂 Thank you, staci!❤

      March 30, 2015 at 2:36 pm

      • Well, I hope and pray that all does get better, and that all-in-all, all is well.🙂❤

        March 31, 2015 at 11:35 pm

        • Thank you! I do need prayers and your comment meant much!🙂

          April 1, 2015 at 11:12 pm

          • 🙂❤

            April 1, 2015 at 11:30 pm

  2. Woaah @_@ I need to sit down for a while………… @_@

    March 29, 2015 at 10:31 pm

  3. *WHOA*

    March 29, 2015 at 11:59 pm

  4. Like seriously. Whoa.

    March 30, 2015 at 12:00 am

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  6. oh !!!
    was carried away !!!
    thought provoking !!!

    August 7, 2015 at 12:05 am

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