SCREAM AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS

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Sometimes I want to scream, freeing my lungs of decay but nothing comes out.

I want to roar with the lions shaking that audacity to reality but I am much afraid to enter the jungle.

Therefore, I scream in my head, letting the vibrating of my timbre rattled my thoughts into whatever.

That came to no good because every time I fall to a heavy head with heavier thoughts.

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