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Music To the Ears of the Beholder

here cries the babe a sound of ear splitting anguish a bottle to the mouth and the horrid sound is vanquished but here the sound is beautiful if they can cry, they breathe and i know that sounds horrid but its beautiful to me adrenaline it pumps through me as she walks, slow, my way rejected once again and i still know ill be okay adrenaline still pumps you know your heart is still beating and if it wasnt well guess what the worms would now be eating you say your life is over love your only 17 listen up and dry your eyes your beautiful to me l

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