Exhale
Tick... Tick... Tick... The air seeps in, as past steeps within. huuuughh..... Goes the air, remembering times both fair and tough. Tick... Tick... Tick... My mind felt sick. Tick... It drones on, taking sanity like a wick. minds barriers now gone. new realities are brought on. Tick... Tick... Tick... Sometimes silence is the loudest of all.
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