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Silent

chills creeps up my back
the winds whisper a soft breeze against my cheek
I look but nothing is seen
I yell to my throat is dry
No reply


Not able to escape this darkness that swallow my existence
The faint heart beat that use to beat so strongly
The heart beat that pound in my chest every time I suck in life

That voice that ring in my ears once I spoke
My voice that drag people to my world
The voice that made me believe that I was still here

IS NOW SILENT





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