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Sometimes love and hate are hard to differentiate. They both give me sensory overload, Even when there is nothing to touch When there is nothing to Hear. Silence can turn into screaming when I think about you. I am bound to go deaf.
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Sep 29, 2020
Sep 29, 2020 at 11:29 PM UTC
I Can't Hear Anything