Monster I once was
The real you is not the mouth, the real you is ur soul
I think the world wasn't suppose to be noisy. Maybe we misused our mouth to talk
Maybe out mouth was only supposed to be used for eating
The quiet world is what it was meant to be
Only suppose to be meant for poetic words and lovely words
What has the world become with vulgarity and negativity.
We misused our mouth
I wish for the world to be quieter place, only with pleasant music or romantic words
I wish for the world to be the world of fate
Fate of love and fate of every single moment
Every second that counts and every rubbish interference lessened to just a computer error that will be resolved within a few seconds.
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