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Samantha May 2015
It's too loud.
Is it the chatter of unknowing strangers
Or the voices screaming in my head?

The music doesn't drown them out.
They're getting louder, singing with the music
Turning lyrics into phantom chants

Their summons echoes through the chasm

I can feel the shattering.
Feel the madness breaking in.

I need to run.

— The End —