The scream
At night seems like I'm stuck with this sound
Not from my mouth I think it's coming from down
lay on my stomach it get quite but not quit gone
Lay on my back now that's when the sound gets strong
Think it's my heart in my mind idk what to do
I think at night my heart screams because of you
But you are gone I know but won't admit
Until I do at night I'm stuck with this
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