At what speed must I live...
Wednesday, November 25
Silence.
You were there.
I was there with you.
Yet silence was the only sound
Deafening.
Threatening.
Melancholically lingered...
Your silence is the only pain I cannot endure.
Yet silence has always been the only sound.
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