The Song of Silence
Darkness brings forth Silence
Both of which are too much to bare
The ear-piercing cries all make sense
Whispers that pierce my soul fill the air
Can't hide from the light when it doesn't exist
All my dark days consist of darkness
Peace sings out in a voice i crave
It swallows me whole
Silence gives me a promise and makes me a slave
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