I've Got All This Ringing In My Ears And None On My Fingers
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Music is beautiful. It makes you pour your desolate heart out, ripped out from your chest by your bare hands. Staining them with the pumping, sweet melody so you can paint the misery on a dance floor canvas.
But in Bruce's case, nothing was beautiful. There were no smoking hot babes crowding his frame as he danced, no choirs praising his ears for his journey, no triumphal drums rumbling his victories as a teen.
Music can be so beautiful. However, it can be so harmful. Evidently, listening at max volume does hurt you. Funnily enough, Bruce doesn't listen to music unless Alfred turns it on.
The ringing wouldn't stop.
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