Thursday, January 29, 2009
symphony of silence
My symphony of silence protects me from the rage of the other. I believe there is a reason for my protection, but the source is beyond my detection. Whether it be friendly or not there can be no doubt that it has served me well during my time. In reality, I should have left this nasty plane a long time ago. But for some reason I have withered in my stances only barely as what I see in the world is complete fiction. I see the trails of lies and the tears that soak beneath the eyes to reveal the alone-time cries. My symphony of silence allows me the time necessary to wipe away my tears right out in the open where everyone can see them. No need to hide away from a world that is filled with the hopelessness we have all come to love so very much. 98.2
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