her and the sounds
what if that's how I can only feel
that i have something inside
not in my heart
but deep down were screaming is loud
were tears are falling when I'm crying upside down
so don't tell me volume down
I have only two things that makes me feel that
her and the sounds
no one will stop me before feeling sounds
and the feeling i feel every time when I consume both of those arts
feeling i can't explain
when I'm barely
taking
breaths
so don't tell me volume down cause only two things can do that are
her and the sounds
YOU ARE READING
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