Something's gone missing,
Something's terribly wrong,
I can smell it in the air,
Stale and dead.
Have you lost yourself over the years?
Why do these words hang on the tip of your tongue?
You can't be the same way you are like before.
Why havent you found the will to move on?
The air is so still now,
so cold at this hour.
Nights gone easy and days drag on.
And the sound of silence is absolute.
Lurking in the corners of your mind
and hiding in the shadows of your room.
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