Matte

my preference is rather loud 

vibrant, booming, bright, always in the crowd 

I’m drained 

There’s no light, no tunnel 

This ain’t right.. 

Its dark, I can’t see 

It’s tight, I can’t breathe 

I’m matte, this can’t be..

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