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A Working Facade

Static noise resonates the lonely room
I can hear words from it.
Pain, anger and sorrow

It hurts, save me!
It hurts, help me!
It hurts, make it stop!

Like a dying record.
Repeating, repeating, repeating.

No words can explain the sorrow and suffer
yet, it's beautiful in its way.

It hurts, I can bear it.
It hurts, I'm okay.
It hurts, I'm used to it.

Like a new record.
Fake, yet beautifully clear
No one can ever know.
Ashtal_Leb_Azure
Written by Ashtal_Leb_Azure
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