the voice on the left,
no more than a whisperthe echoes of silence,
destroy your mindthe thoughts are twisted,
scrambled in the quitethe demons in your mind,
struggling for acknowledgementbut now it's silent,
and the struggle is unnecessarytheir goal,
is accomplishedsome find comfort,
in the silencebut you are trapped,
in a fightbetween the sinner,
and the saintthe quite scares you,
the silence kills youinner demons
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
sea. (✔)
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