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Is this the silence or the noise ?
Whatever it is , it is loud ,
So LOUD ;
I don’t want to listen ,
I don’t ;
It’s screaming out loud into my mind ,
it’s screaming . .
I want to hide ,
I want to hide .
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[If this girl's words have
touched your soul ,
matter not how faint
the sensation felt ,
would you mind dears ?
if she wished for you to tap on that minuscule star beneath
and send kudos to her ,
please ?] :)
ESTÁS LEYENDO
into her phenakistoscope
Poesía«« when her life was at a halt , an illusion of motion was created and in her dreamlike state , her reality and her imagination met and gave her a blurred vision , her phantasmagoria took birth where her soul saw dreams of a...
