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When we  don’t care no  more  
when we  don’t  dare to complain  
When wounds don’t hurt nor sore 
When we mock on pain. 
Numbness Consumes us. 
While souls floats in a bubble  
Life passes in slow motion  
Till it stops 
the bubble explodes  
We shatter like ash  
Hungry to feel, we try. 
Wings splits like strews. 
Unable to squeeze a cry. 
Small protest crash  
No bubble no wings no tears. 
Nothing but shadows swirl
from side to side