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| When Silence Happens |
5/7/2012
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She was, when empty I felt.
I was, when wanting she tried.
I wept, when sleepless I slept.
I crept, when doors squeaked shut.
I died, empty inside.
I vanished, no trace no stride.
Nothing, when to become something?
Absence, when silence happens.
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