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Breaking

by Drjosh

Knives cut quick Words cut deeper But silence, Silence slaughters the soul. Words, oh those dull tools of sticks and stones, How I long for your pain. Oh words I wish it were thee who bring me such despair, yet nay, It is you, silence whom I face in the arena. You a hulking Gladiator, And me unarmed. I long for words.
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lizardoa21
<p>This piece resonated with me greatly for im a firm believer that the opisite of love which is strong emotion is just indifference for even hate is a strong emotion towards that person while indifference means doesn&#39;t matter if they are there or not at all. Silence has always been a sign of surrender or a step towards indifference which hurts more then anything and i feel like you displayed that beautifully. What inspired you to write this piece if you don&#39;t mind my asking?</p>

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