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silence, there was something absolutely chilling about that silence. your name echoed in the back of my mind, even though it was the first time. once, upon a time. the name could've been mine. now sticking to poetry, like good riddance. you took the flavour from me, and walked the distance. i never had the courage to walk, i wish id listened. you stole the music from me, i haven't written since you left. i couldn't hear them scream, i was indefinitely deaf. you ******* ripped it from me, maybe i could've being the one. if you were alive to see, me become a son.
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Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 7:08 PM UTC
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silence, there was something absolutely chilling about that silence. your name echoed in the back of my mind, even though it was the first time. once, upon a time. the name could've been mine. now sticking to poetry, like good riddance. you took the flavour from me, and walked the distance. i never had the courage to walk, i wish id listened. you stole the music from me, i haven't written since you left. i couldn't hear them scream, i was indefinitely deaf. you ******* ripped it from me, maybe i could've being the one. if you were alive to see, me become a son.
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Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 7:08 PM UTC
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