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Breaking The Silence MAG

By Anonymous

   Dead silence.

No voices were audible;

Only the clangs of silverware,

The clattering of plates.



Breaking the silence,

Mom and Dad argued;

Their voices rising in volume.



My brother and I

Giving each other "rolling-eye" looks,

Bored with the same conversations.

Wishing the food would disappear

So we could leave.



But it went on.

So, we laughed a little,

Sneered a bit,

Hoping they'd notice

The stupidity of their disagreement.





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