Scratches, slits,
Buzzes, burns
Constant noises,
Blessed silences
Creaking, loud for all to hear
Whining, never stops,
For the animals fear,
The sounds on the walls
Blades move, weld,
Destroy the existing
Constant noises,
With Blessed silences
Like a microphone
Has been held to a bee
That projects for miles around,
"I'm here, I don't plan to leave".
Constant noises,
They're definitely worse
Than music or even sounds
Blessed silences,
Evaporate within the minute
-Poem Fanatic
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