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May 2014
a thousand sounds all around me
a clattering, cluttering cacophony
a thousand sounds all around me
none of them come near

an aura of silence grips the soul
and exhausting, suffocating choking
an aura of silence grips the soul
screaming but never heard

a taste of ashes in the mouth
a muffling, masticated mass
a taste of ashes in the mouth
teeth grinding into slivers

an emptiness within my heart
an awareness, agonising absence
an emptiness within my heart
terrified by echoes

a darkness grips my mind
an expression endlessly unseen
a darkness grips my mind
there will be no light again.
Tomas Denson
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