Going insane
From the quiet isolation
No noise
Don't make a sound
Or else I am dead
Sitting on the corner
From one of the walls
Waiting patiently
Alone and silent
It's killing me
It was too quiet
That made my mind
Craves for a noise
To make a sound
To cut the silence
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POEMS II
Poetry2nd book of poems written by me. All of my poem are written by my past years of writing,
