A ringing in my ears
Not sure from where
Maybe it's from a pile of all my fears
"What evil could possibly create such a horror?"
I ask myself
The answer is crystal clear
I tell myself
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Double-edged Sword: a poetry collection
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ring
A ringing in my ears
Not sure from where
Maybe it's from a pile of all my fears
"What evil could possibly create such a horror?"
I ask myself
The answer is crystal clear
I tell myself
