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I am silence. Not the peaceful, comfortable kind of silence. I am neither pleasant nor amicable. I am silence. The kind that deafens and absorbs you. I am screaming obscenities. I am silence. Filled with secrets and unhappiness. I am begging to be forgotten. I am silence. Fragile and tenuous like the thread we are hanging by. I am hoping to finally be broken.
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Dec 16, 2013
Dec 16, 2013 at 9:08 PM UTC
I am silence.
I am silence. Not the peaceful, comfortable kind of silence. I am neither pleasant nor amicable. I am silence. The kind that deafens and absorbs you. I am screaming obscenities. I am silence. Filled with secrets and unhappiness. I am begging to be forgotten. I am silence. Fragile and tenuous like the thread we are hanging by. I am hoping to finally be broken.
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Dec 16, 2013
Dec 16, 2013 at 9:08 PM UTC
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