choose_your_own_misadventure in a silent way there's no way out of here, my dear we're governed by the things we fear they swim and skate on ice so thin the taste is bitter but better with age stockholm syndrome for the senses a home for all the superficial companions and hangers on i tried to let my love light shine but the juice was gone a flashlight with no batteries i threw it at the wall it didn't break or bounce it just froze in mid-air now i can't see a thing it's so warm you're so cold i'm amazed we feel anything at all it's so dark in this place and as you turn to trip me i can almost see the muscles of your mouth flexing at each end can you hear me? can you hear me falling down? can you hear me? can you hear me hit the ground? 130125 what's it to you? who go blather from