Something always ringing in my ear.
I am senseless, constant noise can become that pain.
Pain that is a form of warmth in the center of my chest.
Triggering the nerves that have become so very thin over the years.
Nervousness coursing through my veins that start a bitter mood.
Turning every which way can cause weird feelings of dread.
The world isn't ready for me yet, it's running a path.
Leading me into the calm with every wind caught breath.
Let the air become a little denser, but then let your head become lighter.
The beginning starts with less matter, but only leads to the climax.
Then the person is open-minded.
Something will come up.
Something will bring happiness.
Something will bring you back.
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