Noise

by Curtis Young   Sep 30, 2013


The noise is in my head,
If I'm not careful it'll make me dead.
I can't get rid of it,
It feels like I'm constantly being hit....

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  • 11 years ago

    by Danarile

    Honey, join the club my dear.

  • 11 years ago

    by WintersAngel

    I know exactly how this feels :/

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