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Jun 2016
The universe is too loud
to hear you when you cry,
and even when you shout
no one stops while passing by.

And you wish you had someone's
arms around you,
a comforting hand to hold.
But don't you see that everyone else is alone
and the people in this world are cold?

And after a while you sit in silence
and learn to keep the thoughts in your head.
It's hard sometimes not to cry amidst the violence,
but you know it's best to keep quiet instead.
-mm
universe keeping quiet
spilled ink
personal
Maillane Morison
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