It's just noise
Not music anymore
They give me migraines
The screams
Not joy
Not memories
Only the pain and tingling in my head
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Time Capsules: A Poetry Collection
PoetryI should hate it. It's a curse, after all. I've caused a lot of pain, hurt a lot of people because of it. My youth went by so fast it's like I'm still there, at the very first step towards this insanity. I can only remember fragments of it. Eight ye...
