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Slience


I am slience with the pains, The night's is too slience, There is no whisper around, I am full with tears with slience, I want to scream so bad but I am still slience, If u say something out of my mouth it will be trouble, Love is slience, Slience is good thing to keep you out of trouble, But it too pains, I can't talk about it it's too slience
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