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Silence

by aaron-goldstein

When the music died, I had no reason to have cried Just silence, that was all. Except me, who began to bawl. The hallways went quiet, Everything became silent, Just silence, that was all. Except me, who began to bawl. The wind made no sound, No trace could be found. Just silence, that was all. Except me, who began to bawl. There was no chirping from the crows. Nor was there sound from the raking hoes. Just silence, that was all. Except me, who began to bawl. There I sat, not a word Not a thing said was heard. Just silence, that was all. Except me, who began to bawl. The music began to play, Everyone conversed and started to say, "There was no silence at all, Just that guy who began to bawl."
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Jul 15, 2013
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