Screams met by silence because Of course they only echo Within my own consciousness Reverberating off the Edges of images past Blurred, greyed and coloured by Wishful thinking, hindsight tinted By hopes, dreams, desires
Screams met by silence because Of course they only echo Within my own consciousness Reverberating off the Edges of images past Blurred, greyed and coloured by Wishful thinking, hindsight tinted By hopes, dreams, desires
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