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Listen...
Listen...its quite
I don't much like it
Its taring me to shreds
The voice I once heard has left
"Come back" I scream
With tears in my eyes
The voice I not only heard
I could feel it....it was apart of me
Now its gone..
Left me empty
I don't even feel a poke
Not even a kick
Just nothing....
Silence can kill...
At least I think..
Wonder if loneliness is the same
If so I'll be in cold blood
By the end of day
I don't much like it
Its taring me to shreds
The voice I once heard has left
"Come back" I scream
With tears in my eyes
The voice I not only heard
I could feel it....it was apart of me
Now its gone..
Left me empty
I don't even feel a poke
Not even a kick
Just nothing....
Silence can kill...
At least I think..
Wonder if loneliness is the same
If so I'll be in cold blood
By the end of day
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