This article is purely a work of resentment after being trapped in a trap for several thousand years. I dare not say that it is definitely not a trap like the previous article by the Internet King. At most, the update speed is too slow [Public (referring to): You are a turtle more than anyone else]
Dear friends who accidentally fell in... Be mentally prepared.
Moreover, the ending of this article is uncertain. Maybe one day I will have a seizure and my daughter will have afternoon tea with Satan~
PS: I'm not used to JJ's new format~~~~
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Hello darkness my old friend, darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again. I've come to talk with you again.
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping.
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walk alone,
Narrow streets of cobble stone. I walked alone on the narrow stone path.
Beneath the hallo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp. The cold and damp made me turn up my collar.
When my eyes were stabbled by
the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.
And in the naked night I saw
Ten thousand people may be more. I saw tens of thousands of people.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dare disturb the sound of silence.
"Fool" said I "you do not know,
Silence like a cancer grows. Silence grows like a tumor.
Hear my words that i might teach you.
Take my arms that i might reach you." Take my arms and I might reach you."
But my words like silent rain-drops fell
And echo-ed in the wells of silence.
And the people bow and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flash out its warning.
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said between the lines:
"The words of the prophets are "The words of the prophets are written on the walls of the subway,
Written the subway walls and tenement halls."Written in the tenement halls."
And whispered in the sounds of silence.
There's no point in posting this, it's so cute, I put it down after two days of showing it off
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