Careless Makes Noises

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From all the noise I've heard,

I can discern the truth and the lies,

Seeing where the noise came from the herd,

Thinking that they all can rise,

Dragging someone who's naive,

Losing in the path that they crave.

I was once lifeless,

Full of emotions for not being careless,

Feeling the tremor of the hatred,

From the group of sacred.

As I take all of it,

Swallowing all the pain that it dealt,

Regretting the past that it made,

Painful words that's been hiding,

Are now occurring,

Deep cuts from the sharp knife,

Made my blood runs out in this night,

And I assure that everything will be rewritten,

Because my blood is boiling from this feeling.

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