Unasked questions numb my lips,
Unsaid images burned into my retinas;
Unsmiling faces are pasted into my mind,
Disbelieving voices ringing in my ears;
Displeasing tastes are settled permanently into my taste buds.
Why can't I escape from this cycle,
And let it all go?
None of these lurid dreams will go away.Some rights reserved
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