silence
i'm screamimg on the inside and you can't hear me. they echo across my mind one scream is like a broken symphony, it's killing me i wish you could see. it's a long way to go, it's like i need to grow. i know i shouldn't speak it'll just show that i'm weak. i have to find a place to put all my mistakes. i don't have a choice but to share my voice. what if being six feet under, turns out to be a wonder? when you are dying does it feel like you're flying? i feel it's right to pass in the night, when you lose everything, you need anything!
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