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Some things are to good to be true.

What is left when a musician can't play?

Life and death in comparison to a cigarette. Life, you either let it burn out or take control and burn brightly.

This is about feeling trapped inside your own body, your voice a whisper wagging war inside as it wants to show.

I bottle up so much emotion, some of us more than others. This is just another piece of myself, a more recent event.