You will find your own voices, muffled up, and, as you, start, screaming, AT the top of your lungs, no sound came from your lips, and, although your facial expressions showed of pain and discomfort, but, nobody can understand what you’re saying.
from the well-known piece…
When nobody can hear you scream, this, would be the place, you’re, destined to live, until the day you die, and, there’s, absolutely NO way you’ll EVER, get out from that!
When nobody can hear you scream, those high-pitched screams out of your lungs, where, did they all get to? Oh, they’d gotten, hovered down, shut in, inside of your heart, and, those screams got, sharper in pitch with each and every one that you can’t manage out of your lungs.
not my photo…
When nobody can hear you scream, because nobody IS supposed to, because nobody CARED, because you were hurt, and you’d, hurt someone else, and so, why would anybody, ever give a FUCK, about a nobody like you??? Exactly, and so, nobody will, EVER, hear you scream!
still not my art!
Life, the Obstacle Course 
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