Noise

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This morning I woke up

To some noise at my front door

With throbbing legs and heavy eyes

I manage to drag myself out of bed

Perhaps it was a fire or some strange guest

As I stumbled down the stairs rubbing my eyes

It hit me like a shot, all the noise was in my head

It was the noise of my loneliness, misery, and pain

I realized it was the noise I should have made

when you said you were leaving…

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