Quiet
It’s harder here,
To be put in this place
So Quiet
With nothing but a mirror,
Put me someplace else!
Put me in my past!
Where things were better
and foolish, loud, crash!
Quiet resumes-
They took it away, all of it
Give it back, grief! Now
Look at what you’ve done
At what you’ve created,
Destroyed shhhh…
Quiet your soul
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