The sound of silence has always been deafening
The quietness being a song of one’s reckoning
Confusing eardrums and hurting our brains
A weird pain it is, one impossible to explain
The sound of silence has always lived inside us
A quiet power we all refuse to discuss
Escaping the locks and walls we built
Mirroring our mistakes and reminding us our guilt
The sound of silence will always make itself heard
A call of danger, one never to be ignored
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 10:55 AM UTC
The sound of silence has always been deafening
The quietness being a song of one’s reckoning
Confusing eardrums and hurting our brains
A weird pain it is, one impossible to explain
The sound of silence has always lived inside us
A quiet power we all refuse to discuss
Escaping the locks and walls we built
Mirroring our mistakes and reminding us our guilt
The sound of silence will always make itself heard
A call of danger, one never to be ignored
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