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Nov 2018
Fill the void with music
Lost in sound I’ll lose it
Confuse love and abuse it
The fuse is lit and I’ve only got so much time to get through with it
To stop the mourning of my dead relations and get used to it
The feeling of condemned to loneliness
The loneliest lover stuck in their mind occupied by music and thoughts of divine
I’ve lost my chance to show myself as not a coward who’ll hide from my issues
Mixed pain and love, call it sublime to my ill mind
Folie
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