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Silence
The shattered remains of what I once had, The hollow dreams still quite tall, My mind of chaos driving me mad, All behind a huge, transparent wall. I hung my head low, slumped down. I searched aimlessly in the darkness. A picture lay there; on my face a frown, But what was left of them all, they called it silence. I caressed the picture, My thoughts haywire, The world is sinister, Burning me up like fire. Who am I? A meek peasant. Knew no more than hardened violence, A burdened past, a tortured present, And what lay beyond, they called it silence. Sorrow gripped me on the inside, Lifeless and shriveled from within, Merely spectating the secrets, they still hide, Hoping that once again I could begin. Sacked of my people, my life, All while hiding under a veil of pretense, Blaming me for the start of a strife, And what they didn't need, they called it silence. I let it calm down, The whirlwind in my mind. The warmth and laughter, I had them drown, No place for joy will I ever find. I ripped the photograph, my elixir. The fire crackled in the distance, All gone, I was forced to surrender, And all that was mine, they called it silence.
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