
Echos of silence resounding within, filling my mind with their screams once again. Fading to empty and pulling me down, slashing my soul with the edge of a frown, leave me here bleeding want no one around. Words turn to whispers, pictures to pain, feeding my fears on the blood in my veins. Slowly the echos becoming a phrase, still I can't seem to get out of this haze. Lost with the lonely I've n…
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