Silence
She watches the traffic from her window
the brutal view puts her into an extended play
She feels as if she is Alice in Horrorland
a trance filled with the upbeat of damaged delight
Sitting silent she escapes the ordinary cliché of her everyday world
Intoxicated by the carnival in her mind, and beauty within her
The unbreakable silence inside her brings out her sweetest sin
The soundproof room conveys her thoughts, bringing dreadful
words within its walls
As she starts to visually panic her world starts to spin
and with that
a beautiful tragedy comes to an end.
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