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Death in life.
Doing some soul searching to figure out myself.
This is deafening.
It's blinding.
Crippling to every reflex I was given.
It's like being weighted down at the bottom of the ocean
And not being able to die.
The pain....
The silence.
Your absence.
This is deafening.
It's blinding.
Crippling to every reflex I was given.
It's like being weighted down at the bottom of the ocean
And not being able to die.
The pain....
The silence.
Your absence.
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Death in life.
Death in life.