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Untitled beauty~ What colours me a flaming red?

Untitled beauty~ What colours me a flaming red? Of me, when my voice is subdued in the noises that only screech to overwhelm me. The screeches don't bother me. It isn't the noise that overwhelms me. It's my inability to put out my words, that seem to entangle in my throat and form a lump stucking midway, and how my plead to just be listened and understood just for once go unheard. My emotions which I bottled in me deep down stirs and that overwhelms me with a fear that the cap might come off and I'll drown in m
Untitled beauty~ What colours me a flaming red? Of me, when my voice is subdued in the noises that only screech to overwhelm me. The screeches don't bother me. It isn't the noise that overwhelms me. It's my inability to put out my words, that seem to entangle in my throat and form a lump stucking midway, and how my plead to just be listened and understood just for once go unheard. My emotions which I bottled in me deep down stirs and that overwhelms me with a fear that the cap might come off and I'll drown in m
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