A Symphony of Pain

Every fantasy, shattered.

Everything that ever mattered.

How did I let it come to this?

Every chance I gave

came back swinging,

a hit, a miss.

I’m burnt out now.

But you’d never care anyhow.

So silence is my single treatment.

Taste it.

Feel it.

It’s loud, you can hear it.

A symphony of pain.

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