Tangle the cord around my neck tightly,
To ensure the waves' security,
Transmitting into my breath.
For I am pained,
At the delightful distresses,
That pounds within.
My ears bleed,
Through the passages of mellow tones,
That my body refuses to accept.
This corrupt voice,
Such a lifeless sound,
With a grasp of control,
I am willing to subject.
In my ears of so many functions ringing,
My brain refuses to keep up,
As my being trembles with ambition.
Fleas of raw energy,
Peels at the surface,
As I itch with every tick.
And now my body is stricken,
With the virus of baneful melody.
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