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Singer's Voice

I always wanted to have a singer’s voice. always wanted those boisterous bellows of baritone racing through my throat, beating against my lungs. though my whistle is something fierce. It’s shrieks shutter against my teeth and shatters visible visibleanything and I’ve broken too much of my eyes for it to continue.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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