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[zero_confidence]

Promises of Noise

The soundtrack to my life has no lyrics.
There are no words to describe.
There is only the slow drowning notes of a violin,
attempting to surface,
And the intestine tangling guitar riffs,
making the bile rise,
and the stomach clench.
There is the throbbing base,
feeling each vital beat,
like the blood coursing through my body laced with

Comments

[thats_amoure]

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[anonymous]

fucking retarded

[waxureal]

excellent articles, useful for me. keep writing and happy blogging.

[waxureal]

Very intereresting reading. thx