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Nov 2019
With all the whisper
all the screams
and the mumbles in between
some give me comfort
some are just obscene
the pain inside my head
just waiting to pass
secluded in discomfort
seems forever that it last
disturbing speculation
always to unfold
mood alteration
of feelings being sold
chaos and disorder
begin to take flight
why can't you see??
this ever raging fight
that lives inside of me....
Written by
Inverted Soul  42/M
(42/M)   
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   ScriptedSilence
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