Silence
I can't stand to listen to the slence anymore,
It's killing me,
The silence remids me too much of you,
It makes me think of everything that i could have done,
That I could have had,
But I lost it all,
I lost it all the day you gave it to me,
So right now I can no longer stand here and listen,
I can no longer be in the silence that you have given me,
I need to be in the noise,
Without you.
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