The room of broken silence

December 9, 2009
In the room of broken silence no voice is
To be heard.
With the sound of a pin dropping its voice
Cannot be heard.
Even yours cannot be heard.
Your screams, your yells, your cries for help.
Your voice is pointless, it’s invisible like air.
But when this one person walks into your life
And tries to help you with every strife.
Your voice is suddenly heard.
Its as beautiful as a chirp from a bird.
They saved your life, your voice is heard.
Life is beautiful, your voice is heard.
Your voice I heard like the chirp from a bird.
Your voice is heard, your voice is heard.
Your voice I heard, your voice is heard

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