Swarving to Solitude

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I try to see through blinded eyes, what is unreal
I try to hear the voice of men, forced to be silent

Hidden secrets lie sickening feelings of might
Creeping through the darkness, searching for my mind

Blinding, I run through the maze
Slip into madness
Surrounded by people the same, flickering whispers

Unignorable silence
Is swarving to solitude
No man is an island
That is fucking truth.

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