Sometimes we are too tired to speak, fed up of wording something to a deaf crowd, trying to please them, but what could satisfy the thirst of desert? Sometime quietness is not enough to silence your mind, so what you do is try to utter something or cake a smile. Now maybe that explained her ways, speaking a language only the one who have the delicacy to understand. She was just limiting her expression and at the same time giving them an unfathomable depth. This is what this story is about, of the one that was misunderstood and the other that tried to understand and maybe did. Where a boy tires to befriend a girl, who everyone thought was weird, and knew that the only problem was, they didnt know the language she spoke in, whereas he was capable of admiring the deep waters. Just because you dont understand it doesnt mean it is not there. And so was her beauty and he understood it.
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THE GIRL WHO SPOKE POETRY
PoetryThe thing about pain is, it makes you question.. what makes you human? ____________ **Not cliche, I repeat, Not cliche, WARNING, not cliche**
