Oct 2014
I've overheard the harsh remarks,
Glossed over the callous words,
And picked up on every acidic subtlety.
But silence is the greatest insult you could ever give me.
Glossed over the callous words,
And picked up on every acidic subtlety.
But silence is the greatest insult you could ever give me.
(Chicago)
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