Silence is beautiful,
Silence is still,
Silence is perfect,
Controlled by will,
Silence is the thing that lurks in the dark,
Silence is the thing ended by the lark,
Silence is here, there and everywhere,
Silence is the thing that lifts your hair,
Silence is waiting,
Silence has come,
Silence is here,
Silence has gone.
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The tamest cat has a tiger inside.
Slow burn. Worlds turn. And yet they stay. In their place today. Times change. And rearrange. Embrace the new. When they look for you. The old will seem. Like a fading dream. They hide, they guide.
It's lost in the mist Can you find it . Slowly watch it drift Do you mind it .
Words are my toys, that bend and do not break. Like an unbreakable sword, double edged, give or take.
There are those that do believe. That the stars represent our souls. Our lost ones looking over us. Watching how our lives unfold. But I believe the stars. Represent wishes held in our hearts.
The pale skin is tightened, Pulled across the shattered bones, Wrapped around the once pure veins in vain, Of shielding from the stones.
Phantom, with your eyes so bright, Can you take away the night. Phantom, with your heart so cold, Can you keep me young and old. Phantom, with your diamond vice, Can you take my heart of ice.
Who was it that heard the word of the tiniest bird and heard what it spoke that was full of such love and life that it fell from above - who was it that heard this dove.
Standing on the very verge of what was once a perfect world, With nothing but a shard of glass, an era, come to pass without a word.
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