Noise
It’s all noise,
This dying life.
No matter how I try,
I can’t fight it.
I found you,
I’ll always find you.
And yet, here I am,
My ears numb
It’s all noise
Don’t you understand?
Our words, our hearts
I will never be happy
If only I could make you happy
But I won’t
And soon,
We will die
We will drown,
Drown in this noise
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