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This is the sound I wanted to hear

The void of the melodies

The sadness of the silence

The soft voice of a dying woman

There is no light at the end of the tunnel

I saw the end so many times

And I am still here to talk

Only because there is no light

This is my anthology

Let's play this when I'll die

This is my anthology

I want to hear it one more time

The tears of all the beloved ones

Are nothing but the water

That they drink to survive

Until they die

There are so many faces

Smiling, crying, but soft and hot

So soft on my skin

I won't let my soul die in a river of tears

I won't let my body go rotting under their arms

I won't die because I am the author of these fucking words

I won't let time reap my soul

I won't ...