#47 Stop, Please

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Let the bass drop,
Before my heart stops.

Let me feel the music,
Before I really lose it.

Let the wind run through my hair,
Erasing some of my despair.

Let me cry in my pillow,
Stop their bellows.

Shut the doors,
I can't take no more.

Shut my ears,
The silence now my only gear.

Shut my eyes,
The calm darkness cold as ice.

Shut my body,
Bring everything to a standstill before it turns ugly.

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