Time swirled in her eyes, and the past that had long been wiped out came back with a vengeance.
The shaking thoughts condensed into black shadows dormant in the eyeballs, and the crazy rhythm followed her chest and approached her to the end of her life.
The crazy me bites the time, distorted illusions spread out on everyone, and the unchangeable past turns into a false future.
Warning: The copywriting has nothing to do with the content. It is written blindly to vent stress.
Purpose: Trying to stop the spread of madness