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fool

I prepare myself to hear that sound

and the sharp pain is unbearable in my ribcage

The tears are hot and cold, the same

This is freedom unrequested unwelcome

You are silent invisible

Beauty in the darkness drives me to sing cry live

a lie

there is no soothing no comfort no touch

no reaching out

Unbalance embraces my guts and I am a fool for you.
Written by callmemamac
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