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I really want to be a lyricist when i grow up. And i wrote this poem one morning right when i woke up. Let me know what you think!
I woke to the sound of silence, if there ever was such a sound. Banging in my ears. Filling up my lungs. Who knew silence could be so loud? I feel the weight of the air, piling on. Where are you? I look around. It was only dream that ended to soon. Silence. What a horrible sound.
Yeah its kinda emo. i know.
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I woke to the sound of silence, if there ever was such a sound. Banging in my ears. Filling up my lungs. Who knew silence could be so loud? I feel the weight of the air, piling on. Where are you? I look around. It was only dream that ended to soon. Silence. What a horrible sound.
Yeah its kinda emo. i know.
leave comments<3