Here i lay on the broken glass
it hurts like shapes of past
this is right the way
that i used to say
"please, please calm down
cause
nobody hears all the stories and
nobody hears all the voices and
nobody hears all the sounds you fear, so
can you reveal them?”
what if i have disappeared?
what if i have gone forever?
look at me, am i still here?
or maybe i have gone forever
here i lay all the mornings after
and i wonder how did i get there
this is my mistake,
i don't want to take
all the responsi
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