Silence
Silence is what kills,
Makes me reach for the pills.
Am I not worthy enough
To hear your private stuff?
It hurts me so,
That my anger does grow.
Makes me reach for the pills.
Am I not worthy enough
To hear your private stuff?
It hurts me so,
That my anger does grow.
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