repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat
i thought if i could break the loop,
if i could take the broken record and smash it,
if i could stop the endless noise,
if i could hear anything else, anything,
if i could have a second of peace,
i would feel better.
but i’m wondering now if the silence is worse.
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