Weak poems and horrible monologues
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Silence
Silence eats away at my soul
Driving me into the dark
Far far beneath the surface of my mind
the grey matter fills my lungs
suffocating me, drowning me
A word from you would save me
But a word you will not give
So I die with you not shedding a tear
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