Silence
Silence leaves me petrified,
terrified
I need to exercise,
my mind.
Silence consumes,
assumes
the worst til' noon
when I unwind.
Silence fades,
waits
to strike like a snake.
It waits for its' time.
Silence is gone,
a bomb
ringing in my head,
so instead
it clouds
the sound
that was silence.
Silence
Silence
Silence
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