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Apr 2018
A Symphony of discarnate howls and devilish laughter
Drowning out the insufferable silence that is omnipresent
The goosebumps seemingly blissful
For it shows we still feel the chill

The drowning sounds slowly fade
Until the beating of our hearts is all that remains
Pupils dilate as we realize we are abandoned
By even the thumping that kept away the insufferable silence
Written by
Robert Needham  22/M
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