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There are three of us in the room You Me And Silence Sometimes Silence is kind Gracing us with hands wrapped tight Breathing deep, scents of each other strong Legs tangled, arms bent, not knowing Where one ends and the other starts Sometimes Silence is excited Static between us building Twitchy and impatient Eyes large and watching the trees roll by As we drive down the black road Sometimes Silence is content And sits with us while you write words Stroking the keys, like it is a fine instrument And I lay reading, sipping tea across the room on the floor The world is quite and so are we Sometimes Silence is angry Though we haven't experienced this yet, we will And tension will hang like the humid summer time atmosphere While we sit, confused and bubbling, trying to think Of ways to say sorry without fumbling with words Because words get in the way And Silence is malleable, fluid Silence is water It can slip through our hands Or can be contained No matter what you do Silence will be there Thank you for making the Silence bearable For making it less frigid Less lonely or painful Thank you for filling the Silence with so much life
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Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 11:38 PM UTC
Silence
There are three of us in the room You Me And Silence Sometimes Silence is kind Gracing us with hands wrapped tight Breathing deep, scents of each other strong Legs tangled, arms bent, not knowing Where one ends and the other starts Sometimes Silence is excited Static between us building Twitchy and impatient Eyes large and watching the trees roll by As we drive down the black road Sometimes Silence is content And sits with us while you write words Stroking the keys, like it is a fine instrument And I lay reading, sipping tea across the room on the floor The world is quite and so are we Sometimes Silence is angry Though we haven't experienced this yet, we will And tension will hang like the humid summer time atmosphere While we sit, confused and bubbling, trying to think Of ways to say sorry without fumbling with words Because words get in the way And Silence is malleable, fluid Silence is water It can slip through our hands Or can be contained No matter what you do Silence will be there Thank you for making the Silence bearable For making it less frigid Less lonely or painful Thank you for filling the Silence with so much life
ellyn-k-thaiden
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Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 11:38 PM UTC
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