This is where noises & sounds are.You can listen what we're up to!
It would be the bestEveryone could go to hellTurn into y
She stands twelve feet above the floodShe staresAlone ac
Who will make the decisionTo kill what's already dead?Th
The siren sings a lonely song, Of all the wants and hungersT
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(2-3-4!)DysfunctionDysfunction is a functionDysfunct
Cast the pearls aside of a simple life of needCome into my l
The 28th dayShe'll be bleeding againAnd in lupine ways,
Music is a way to express myself when words fall apart. It is a white noise, a ferocious river I am pulled by but also one I share and listen.