The silence depressed me.
it wasn't the silence of silence it was my own silence that nobody could know...
the fear glowing and cutting into my body ...
everyone always forgets...
at sometimes that in the End they realise
you are just human..
No time to say goodbye....maybe for good...
is there someone to hold my hand....
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