I'm bearer of silence,
I have engraved it in my chest.
Craved it on tongue.
No voice ever escape, a rope around my throat.
Oh thou, he may ask or not.
I know my muse don't care,
If I remember or forgot.
If I speak or spend my whole life clutching onto silence.
My silence was rewarded by silence too,
My cowardness only met to his carelessness.
He was too careless to think,
I was too coward to do otherwise.
When he came,
I was coward,
I couldn't see him this close to me.
When away, I dreamt,
Of his hands around me.
when he came, i forgot,
how to even breathe.
now someone may ask me,
how silence is a reward if it is this displeasing?
then I tell them,
Silence is never not displeasing.....
because if his voice was my reward,
I could have never listened to his faint heartbeat.
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(look i found this new cute whatever we call this)
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just realise that it would be so hot for jungkook to wear specs and nerdy too so Jungkook wears specs now.
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