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I face a wall of paper

No one can hear my cries from here

Silence scream so much louder when you're alone,

having nothing but yourself.

I embrace every second of echoes bouncing back and forth.

The only conversation is the one I have with myself.



Down I walk in spirals of sorrow

Can't go back, to what I used to be like before.

Love denies me. You see no tears, but you may feel them.



But things have gotten clearer

I can no longer search for more

To fill the void you left me

But what can I do when love is growing old...