Silence
Silence, the one thing I dread
It's so deafening like a world without life
You left me with nothing
I feel as if I'm the last man on Earth
Yet I'm surrounded by utter fools
Every person with their own flaws
Mine? Feeling for her.
How am I such a fool?
I fell for her like thousands of bricks crashing in a fiery explosion
Why am I so in love?
For I am destined for pain
Like every damned soul that resides in hell
I am a lost soul searching for one purpose
That was not meant for me
I am the one living representation of pain and suffering
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