“What’s in a Title?” or

A story about the time when light fails to show beauty and the world fails to show pain and struggle for the deeper meaning of humanity as humanity itself strives to express itself through mediums lost to sight as pearls in a black pool, shining through pitch while the dying embers of a late love rip through souls as bullets out of machine guns, that tells of one person wanting to know death as a vehicle for love and strife in the only world they know and how that world can merely reflect, or rather that person can merely reflect, their own reality through broken or faded glass, burying a hatchet in a grave of his skull even if the reality becomes trite in retrospect.

She didn’t say ‘love’
but she did say ‘like’
and that was worse.


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