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Just a poem I wrote! Please comment and read!

Submitted:Sep 6, 2011    Reads: 30    Comments: 8    Likes: 4   

There is no sound here

I have no voice

No thought

The silence has become unbearable

The waiting

The watching

The hiding

No more you

No more me

Just silence

There is no echo here

There is no air

Traveling through time

Without a clue

As to who I am

Where am I

This silence

I have become use to it

It has become a part of me

The silence

The darkness

The nothing

All me


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