Silence
Silence is a dreaded thing. Thats all gloomy and sad. Could be awkward. Could be embarressing. Not that thats very bad. Could be angry. Could be annoyed. But silence could be destroyed.
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Silence is a dreaded thing. Thats all gloomy and sad. Could be awkward. Could be embarressing. Not that thats very bad. Could be angry. Could be annoyed. But silence could be destroyed.
Distractions help ignore the pain. When nighttime comes distractions begin to wane. On the brink of sleep and wide awake. My thoughts bring in a familiar ache. Thoughts of him,.
Today when I was at work I went up to the loo A pungent odour hit my nose Someone had done a poo.
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The Don puffed out thick heavey smoke as he put down his ciggar. Sat in his black Merc he waited a while, till up pulled another car.
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Their flickering light, They light up the night, And give off a cented smell. They give off some heat, Which warm up your feet, And your cold hands aswell.
Groggy from the night, I rise with utter delight. Time for tea and toast. A breakfast of which I can boast. Lightly buttered to perfection, The best morning confection. Snuggling into the seat.
Is your heart too open Too vulnerable, easily broken. With gaffer tape do you wish You could tape up all that mess. With sticks and glue Could you build it brand new.
Bright wide eyes, Amongst this darkness is surprise. "Are you still awake?" Then silence, no noise to make. A distant fox howls. But my eyes continues, they prowl. I can't get to sleep.
In a dim lit room, down the back of a shady bar a certain stench filled the air of cigars and whisky.
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I gaze up at the stormy skies, Watch those clouds float past my eyes. I wonder if my future's bright, Or will it keep me up at night.
And as they turn their backs and walk away, I pull out my arrow, taking aim.
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