All along, the bunsen burns the gasses.
Lighting out the lies
Swallow by a blanket
And the thespian, drown in its lace
Seeing the stars and the whisper of happiness.
The whispers stop, the voice gets louder
The blanket get thrown out in the wilder
You realized your heart is not lighter
For a long time in that matter.
The loudness scream into existence
Into defenceless ears and defeated heart.
Into defeated mind and defeated soul.
Screaming into existence.
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