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Cordelia Rilo Sep 2015
When the dust settles
and the streets are paved with broken headlights
lights blinking and screams heard from miles away
my thoughts are silent

When the noise settles
and we're left with our bare sticky skin
the moans replaced with your heart beat pulsing through your veins
my thoughts are silent

When the sun settles
the dusk turned into stars
and the dogs aren't barking and the babies aren't crying
my thoughts are silent

Shh,
can you hear them?

— The End —