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**** the Silence...
You hear me from afar,
but my voice does not touch you.
You no longer want to feel ...
So let me speak with your silence ...
You're like the quiet nights ...
where not even a leaf moves .
And your silence, haunts my thoughts.
But let me tell your silence one thing ...
this, is how the dead live, in silence alone.
And you are more alive than anything I know.
Because I, once heard your voice, so sweet in the night...
You hear me from afar ...
But you, do not want to hear my voice.
You reject it as if I were your own pain,
If I am, then I ask your silence forgiveness...
it was never my intention.
I know you feel my words that fall upon you gently,
even the distance cannot tear them away!
So please tell me at least one word ...
it doesn't have to be of love.
So let the leafs move with the wind ...
and break the silence you carry within.
Bring your voice back to life...
**** the silence, that hides inside.
Bridgid P Newman-Henson
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