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Apr 2016
The silence that kills you when you try to sleep,
It makes you think, your mind starts to spin; you become light heading.

You wish to speak, to break the silence, but you cannot, your voice has disappeared leaving you in this deathly silence.

You wish for those awful thoughts to go away, and leave you in peace,
But at the same time you do not wish to be left alone in this awfully dark silence.

This silence it kills, you do not wish to die, so the only thing that is keeping you alive,
Is the awful little voices inside of your head, that keep on making you think, making your brain feel fuzzy.
I tried, deeply sorry if it isn't good. Please let me know how I did.
AD Snail
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AD Snail  Gender Fluid
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   Lucinda Hikari
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