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I’m afraid of the silence because the silence is not silent there are screams that don’t need to produce sound to be heard. they howl in my brain emotion trying to rocket through like steam from a hot tea kettle. The pressure builds up inside of me, but the release, the relief, is nowhere in sight.
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Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 8:37 PM UTC
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I’m afraid of the silence because the silence is not silent there are screams that don’t need to produce sound to be heard. they howl in my brain emotion trying to rocket through like steam from a hot tea kettle. The pressure builds up inside of me, but the release, the relief, is nowhere in sight.
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Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 8:37 PM UTC
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