practicing the silence
muting all the sounds you hear
somones getting violent
cutting off all the ends you steal
signs of forward progress
still wrapped tight inside and sealed
free me from this madness
and ill never look back to heal
silence in your sleep
and people they are weak im cutting all
connections that led u two to speak

death is a disease and people
they believe almost out of time
i said your underlined

practicing the silence
underlined from all your pain
slowly slipping backwards
calling out gods name in vain
signs of forward progress
chanting that you're
almost free you whispered to me
and told me that your life wasn't me

another day and another weak
which type of death is a disease your so d___
blind and so am i your underlined turn away......

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