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[hitxthatxshit]

there is a place
where i can feel safe
surrounded
sound-proofed
with silence blaring
all around
but here
i can be alone
and just think
or just forget.
i do feel badly,
because,
there are so many things i want to say.
but i can't manipulate words
like i used to do
and i can't express
how i used to feel
still feel
but it'll fade.
besides,
language is a barrier,
and never
in the history of the world
have two separate entities
been able to communicate
and understand perfectly
and this should be no difference.
my pain is not your pain.
your sorry is not mine.
human emotions i've found are so easily crafted
and therefore i am cultivating
a garden of hate
to replace all the other gardens
i've ever grown.