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Where once was a bleeding heart slipping through my lips, Now there is only silence. Where there was a fire and smoldering coals, now there is steam. Moments of passion, abated by awkward silence. Moments of embrace, replaced by a distance of a thousand miles. I lost my voice, you lost yours. We withered, Like roses without water. We need words, We need words, Like we needed each other, Like a fire needs kindling. We sacrificed our tongues, for a moment of silence. But in that moment of silence, we lost an eternity. You cut out my tongue, and I cut out yours. If only i could, fill this silence once more.
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Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 1:53 AM UTC
Silence.
Where once was a bleeding heart slipping through my lips, Now there is only silence. Where there was a fire and smoldering coals, now there is steam. Moments of passion, abated by awkward silence. Moments of embrace, replaced by a distance of a thousand miles. I lost my voice, you lost yours. We withered, Like roses without water. We need words, We need words, Like we needed each other, Like a fire needs kindling. We sacrificed our tongues, for a moment of silence. But in that moment of silence, we lost an eternity. You cut out my tongue, and I cut out yours. If only i could, fill this silence once more.
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Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 1:53 AM UTC
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