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The Silent Noise

I hear it Day in Night out But there's no sound The constant noise that rings and rings Only in my mind No one else hears what I see The emptiness is so loud The air keeps screaming at the trees Rippng off the tender leaves Vilently rocking through the branches Making their arms fall off Breaking cars, smashing roofs Buried alive in dirt People suffer, people cry The Silent Noise is a destructive beauty Tearing walls apart like playdough Ripping up planks like wet paper Force of power God's plan to remind us We have no control Over what Nature contains

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 9/9/2010 2:59:00 PM
Enjoyed reading your impressive poetry today Priscilla. Have not read for almost a week now. I had a wonderful vacation. Have a wonderful day. Love, Carol
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Date: 9/9/2010 9:57:00 AM
Priscilla, a secret sound, a very deep a meaningful poem. ENJOYED,..P.D.
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