Furious silence racing the spilling words of anger ,
The soul leaves the body , just like you sneak tip toe during grey nights as a stranger .
Hearts have doors , cause I just heard mine get slammed .
Mind’s have floors , where scattered , broken pieces of memory lie . .
Set the floor ablaze,
The room is suffocating with smoke and ashes of your face .
It’s Claustrophobic in here , so I’m leaving without your trace.
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