when I have enough of this world
we don’t talk,we just smile
for things we have been through,
few laughs.. some cries
and alas we would silently die.
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"In a real dark night of the soul it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day." - F. Scott Fitzgerald // poetic rants
This is the sound of my silence
The words left unsaid, pouring out as poetry.
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