The notes drifted
till all that was left
was a lack
a gaping hole of
nothingness
only an echo
of silence
the thumping heart
beating it's own
unanswerable tune
breathing without
speakers
the voice singing
with no sound
The notes drifted
till all that was left
was a lack
a gaping hole of
nothingness
only an echo
of silence
the thumping heart
beating it's own
unanswerable tune
breathing without
speakers
the voice singing
with no sound
