I can’t believe how lonely this wrung
Bells of truth withered and run
Their sounds remind them of how vulnerable it stung
When someone resonates their soul,
Mimicking a familiar hum
Disturbing frequencies that have only begun
That voice emulates even louder with every song we sung
When any note screeched
My heart lost a piece
Epilogue:
Hey everyone, by the way I will add a picture for this poem once I make one or find the perfect one, but for now I will upload the naked words and see how they do
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