

Silent CryThe walls creak with every thump, Every beat of my passion. The music grabs me,Silent Cry
Throws my conscience away. It's just me and the world, And I'm making the rules. No air, No time. I can't wait for time to find me, My own vortex must finish me off. Without time, I can exist Free and without consequence. Without Air, I can exist Free without penalty. There is no justice like my own, And in the end it just me, Me and the world.
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Are you the dreamer or merely part of someone elses dream? - Tweedle Dee
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