Hangin On To The Scream Of The Night
in these high walls, the conch echos
dreams, & people, all sound like a broken record
ahhh, can you feel that?
can you feel anything?
nooo, no love, no hate,
that's what you want, escaaape
escaaaaape, escaaAAPE!
This boy has a death wish
he cares not if he lives
somewhere
there's a wound he leaves unstitched
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