I want to scream. Everyone does. But I want to scream the loudest It's a trap that we fall into, the scream of primal sorts. Yet who is strong enough ,human enough ,godly enough, to stop it. .Not I, nor you, nor him. Because, at core, a scream is who we are, a short burst of energy, made of joy or hate.Without your face, brain, heart, without the makeup, you are truth, you are a scream.. And it does not sound pretty,
and it does not sound mean. It just sounds. So sound I urge. Scream.
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