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Silence is the golden time to say the perfect thing or let it go and let it slide into a point where someone has to say something who is it what will they say how will they say it is this going to hurt will it be something personal or too revealing something i don't want to hear or know about myself or them just sit in it. and feel your stomach tense up. and feel the breathe in the room get ****** up and the people paralized for a split second not able to move and then it clicks and the right button was pressed and all of the tension built up into the silence fueled the laughter and now there's stomachs busting people howling Shouting stuff out in the crowd A room, spontaneously combusting into laughter one by one soldiers, knocked down, picked back up And ready to be hit with more silence
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Jan 31, 2013
Jan 31, 2013 at 12:09 PM UTC
Silence
Silence is the golden time to say the perfect thing or let it go and let it slide into a point where someone has to say something who is it what will they say how will they say it is this going to hurt will it be something personal or too revealing something i don't want to hear or know about myself or them just sit in it. and feel your stomach tense up. and feel the breathe in the room get ****** up and the people paralized for a split second not able to move and then it clicks and the right button was pressed and all of the tension built up into the silence fueled the laughter and now there's stomachs busting people howling Shouting stuff out in the crowd A room, spontaneously combusting into laughter one by one soldiers, knocked down, picked back up And ready to be hit with more silence
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Jan 31, 2013
Jan 31, 2013 at 12:09 PM UTC
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