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There's silence in the room There's silence in the house There's silence in the closet There's silence in the mouse There's silence on the broom, in the room, in the house, where the closet holds the silence in the mouse. There's silence in the books, in the nooks in the room, in the house, where the closet holds the silence in the mouse. There's silence in the photos, in the rooms, in the house, where the closet holds the silence in the mouse. There's silence in the room where the music used to play. and the kids who slept inside it, would be gone all day. there's silence in the room in the house where the closet holds, the silence in the mouse. There's silence in the house, where the family would walk, and where the family, would always want to talk. the silence in the house where the closet holds, the silence in the mouse. There's silence in the closet where the clothes are there to sit, and wait for someone to put them on and have a deal of wit. there's silence where the closet holds, the silence in the mouse. There's silence in the mouse, who scurries through the walls, and eats all the crumbs, but no one sees at all, the silence in the mouse. There's silence in room, where the music used to play, there's silence in the house, where it would be empty all the day, there's silence in the closet, where the clothes all like to keep, there's silence in the mouse, who doesn't dare make a peep. There's silence in the room, in the house, where the closet holds, the silence in the mouse.
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Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC
Silence
There's silence in the room There's silence in the house There's silence in the closet There's silence in the mouse There's silence on the broom, in the room, in the house, where the closet holds the silence in the mouse. There's silence in the books, in the nooks in the room, in the house, where the closet holds the silence in the mouse. There's silence in the photos, in the rooms, in the house, where the closet holds the silence in the mouse. There's silence in the room where the music used to play. and the kids who slept inside it, would be gone all day. there's silence in the room in the house where the closet holds, the silence in the mouse. There's silence in the house, where the family would walk, and where the family, would always want to talk. the silence in the house where the closet holds, the silence in the mouse. There's silence in the closet where the clothes are there to sit, and wait for someone to put them on and have a deal of wit. there's silence where the closet holds, the silence in the mouse. There's silence in the mouse, who scurries through the walls, and eats all the crumbs, but no one sees at all, the silence in the mouse. There's silence in room, where the music used to play, there's silence in the house, where it would be empty all the day, there's silence in the closet, where the clothes all like to keep, there's silence in the mouse, who doesn't dare make a peep. There's silence in the room, in the house, where the closet holds, the silence in the mouse.
AthePoet
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AthePoet
21/Non-binary
Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC
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