Lost Thoughts

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I wish the noise would stop;

I wish the noise ceased to exist.

I want it to stop,

to end,

to be silenced,

but it only grows louder,

silencing my brain and its thoughts.

With each passing second,

its volume increases;

Like sirens,

the music is beautiful

but it hurts.

Memories continue to flood my mind all too quickly;

I can’t take the sound.

Since it won’t stop,

I will force it to.

Her mind conjures up, as she jumps off the side of the cliff, never to be seen again.

and the noise stops…..

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