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At every knock there is silence that follows, at every scream of Pain, a silence follows. Isolated and alone, there's no substance to be heared, except the heavy breathing of your being, scared and alone.
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Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 2:22 AM UTC
Silence
At every knock there is silence that follows, at every scream of Pain, a silence follows. Isolated and alone, there's no substance to be heared, except the heavy breathing of your being, scared and alone.
Alisha-Barnes
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Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 2:22 AM UTC
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