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 Aug 2016 Jeff Decierdo
Fancy
Silence strechted between us
Not a single word spoken
But I could hear his voice
A voice which once saved me
Saved me from the ruthless society
But no!
That voice wasn't the same now
It was filled, filled with rage
And there was my sign
The sign i had been waiting for
The sign to end our suffering
The sign to calm the sea of emotions
The sign of death..

— The End —