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Break the Silence, Attack of Nervousness

Break the silence...how can I break the silence Break the silence...how can I break my infinite silence good question but what if I don't want to break it I'm so used to it; I'm so fond of this silence I keep it's part of who I am, what I stand for the motive behind my quiet, arrow eyes this comfortable, omniscient smile resting arrogantly upon my lips Although I'm content, understanding of my state of mute even I myself, ponder the reasons for this shyness, this silence why am I like this I know why to mask all the secrets I've buried under the body armor I contain But I find myself wanting to reveal them all, all out at this moment to this enigma of the perfect definition of 'stranger' I'm stealing quick but noticeable glances which is robbing me of my concentration Then she silently sighs, and I'm motionless, speechless so why do I feel so alive, feel like I can fly I'm staring into her orbs of hazel but gaze upon her ruby red lips soft, sweet, silently calling my name or is it my imagination Now my curiosity is peaked to the extreme Break the silence...should I break the silence I want to, I want to but I have an attack of nervousness just for one quick second one small amount of time enough to at least say ...Hi

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