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Silently Deafening
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sakothjereqe, all I hear behind every phrase, word, laugh, footstep, sound. Behind every attempted meal, conversation, distraction are quiet hummings of recycled words from a familiar voice to someone else. Over and over like a broken record, too devastatingly memorable to discard; with no room to get better, this is not a mind over matter subject.
And there are moments I find myself standing alone in abandoned doorways, trying to keep it together.
I can't even find freedom in sleep because even in my dreams secrets come to kill me.
Whisper whisper whisper whisper whisper whisper whisper whisper whisperwhisperwhisperwhisperhwih
sakothjereqe, all I hear behind every phrase, word, laugh, footstep, sound. Behind every attempted meal, conversation, distraction are quiet hummings of recycled words from a familiar voice to someone else. Over and over like a broken record, too devastatingly memorable to discard; with no room to get better, this is not a mind over matter subject.
And there are moments I find myself standing alone in abandoned doorways, trying to keep it together.
I can't even find freedom in sleep because even in my dreams secrets come to kill me.