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I hate being in the dining room at 12:12 AM Because the house is silent Except for quiet breaths from a sleepy dog And silence may be a lack of sound But it's pressing against my eardrums And holding my mind captive
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Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 8:11 PM UTC
Quiet
I hate being in the dining room at 12:12 AM Because the house is silent Except for quiet breaths from a sleepy dog And silence may be a lack of sound But it's pressing against my eardrums And holding my mind captive
brianna-hansen
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Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 8:11 PM UTC
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