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I Hear Silence

Silent sturdy nothing ringing through my desolate unforgiving ears A pin drops, a heart stops, a cry, a scream, still nothing phases my hearing of silence My mind is so noisy sometimes but makes no difference to the outside A love for sound that I will never know of, for I will always have to endure Silence A nuisance only I can suffer from in my own insubordinate thoughts Although I can listen to you in the end it only means silence to all I have ever come to known A sad end to a beginning that never reverses its true meaning Never hides only seeks for its next victim to make bleed in a figure of speech Or just a reality busting out of its seems Something that a needle and thread cant just make into a new better form of you No its forever who you are and all you will ever know But even though you scream and cry or rationalize in ludacris ways or laugh or smile Silence will eventually catch up to you retarding all you know And finally all you know will go leaving to a better place that silence is of no importance to all your ways Live life Love hard Dream away For one day the silence you feel will be swept away Feeling and hearing all the sounds once again that use to keep you grounded Silence is inevitable but can be obliterated by sweet sound

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 10/15/2009 4:32:00 PM
I want to welcome you to the soup and hope that you will keep sharing with us!! I have not been here for a long time but really enjoy it, It will get better!!"J
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Date: 10/15/2009 9:51:00 AM
I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Ashley. I also wish you the best in your writing endeavors. If you have questions please feel free to ask anyone here. We are all willing to help and if we don't know the answer we will find someone who does. Love, Carol
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