towards demise

There’s a pause in every heart – where indecision grows like a weed. No discrimination, everything falls. A rush of blood and fluids, and there is now a ticking clock in your chest. Where is reasoning, where is logic? No room for anything but emotions. The body slows to a halt.

You crack, and it all comes out.

the graceless fall @ 8tracks.

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