Settle Down

"The voices of the dead poets cried out in alarm and warned her about the greatest heartache of all- how every stroke of pen thereafter would open the same wound over and over again."

It's so pathetic to be stuck between being used to close doors numb hearts and wanting to feel something.
For the umpteenth time, don't let the past play like a recorded tape.
Don't be sour years later, and look back saying, 
"I should have".

(Today, Gentle Bones's 'Settle Down' became my fav, hence the title)


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