The sound of silence.
Its awfully loud,
at this time of night.
My ears caress the sound waves,
and they enter my head.
My brain is running, running,
thoughts racing through my head.
I lie in this empty bed,
nostalgia waving over my head.
What am I kidding,
happiness is for the rich.
I,
a poor,
lonely soul.
Forgotten,
possibly dead...
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