The sound of silence is curious, and not less than appealing, but lately it collides with the noise inside my head, and I'm at the point where I cannot even try to quell the murmuring echoes with the strains of the music.
Seems that the easiest solution is to cover myself with ice, once again, but there’s too much hate in my veins to let my body rest under the ground.
Perhaps this fucking life wins the battle and we die as if our pain had exploded.
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