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160 · Jul 2018
Grey
With you, it was grey
   Never black or white
      Never happy or sad
         Never leave or stay
            Never love or hate
               It was always grey
75 · Jan 2020
Walls
The walls have ears,
always listening to every word you say

If the walls could speak,
I hope it tells you it’s all going to be okay

If the walls could touch,
I hope it holds you tight night or day

If the walls could feel,
I hope it takes those feelings away

If only the walls could
55 · Jan 2020
Silence.
Deep breaths, relax, be at ease,
close your eyes and sigh a relief,
for the day has passed and you were in it,
it gets better tomorrow, you best believe it


But the nights are a bit longer,
even if you’re already at peace,
because once the voices you hear are gone,
what's left is silence, the loudest sound.
Isn’t it weird that silence means no sound but somehow I can hear it the loudest.

— The End —