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Mistakes


I look up at the stars,

I can only hear the silence around me,

my ears have turned into drums,

the beat of my heart I listen to,

I know that i cannot live without a mistake,

we learn from mistakes,

my silence is my mistake,

I am to quiet,

my self worth is declining,

with every word I'm missing,

I continue to make mistakes in my mind,

my heart has plumited, 

down to hell, 

my silence is killing me,

making me live with my mistake,

making me believe I cannot live without my mistake of being silent,

so what cant I live without,

teh answer is in my silent pain.

 

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