Silent Song

October 14, 2008
I sang my song.
A silent song.
And I played it over



and over




and over
in my head.
It went to no rhythm, to no beat.
Yet I couldn't get it out of my mind.
HOW CAN LIFE BE WORTH LIVING IF THERE'S NO ONE TO SHARE IT WITH?
I asked myself - is this me?
Who is this about? What can it mean?
This silent song,


it felt so wrong,



it felt so right.





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rain-rain111 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jan. 27, 2010 at 10:24 pm
aaaawwwwww
 
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