Thursday 31 March 2011

36

Why do we shroud ourselves in anonymity?
Because we wish for no one in real life, to see the things we hide in the darkest corners of our minds.
The things we wish never to utter, however need so badly to drawl upon some hollow place.

This.

This little spec in an ocean of like minded anonymous raw individuals, alike every other, and personal to each.
This; is the ultimate safety, found in words written alone.

Hello there, stranger.
And welcome to my mind.
Utter my name, and it becomes barred from your eyes, never know my face, and my deepest thoughts are yours.

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