as I continually hear the fighting around me.
I wish that I could gather all the I lack
and smash it into the mouths of the noise.
I hear the voices around me saying,
"I want to believe, please help me believe."
But I can't stand not having the power to save
and all I know is that which always leaves.
Is there a constant, when friends leave?
Is there a peace, when all there is is noise?
Is there really something to believe?
when all you have is all that annoys.
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