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SILENCE

Silence, Silence is what I hear
Deep in the darkness, sounds the heart beat o f a little lad so cold, yet so dear
Silently, she's sinking deep in fear
Wondering what  tomorrow may bring as it draws near
Slowly, the minutes pass by
Lips sealed
Nobody really wonders why
They are all deep; swimming across a beautiful sky
Dreamland,
That was it's name
Yes,
I recall
Because I was once there as well
Flying high
Dancing with the stars
Amused by the moon
Basking near the sun that beat my physique
Like it was 12 noon
But wait,
What's that sound?
I know
It's the sound of my thoughts generating an ugly past.
Take it all away
Where are the words 
For me to utter and pray?
The past drives me up the wall
Paralyzes my tongue
I can barely speak at all
Submerged in unusual pain
In my world so small
I wonder, oh how I wonder
Does anybody see me at all?
"Help,"
I cry, "Let me out of here"
Guarded by anguish
Sealed completely with a tag labelled, "Perish"
And you wonder
"How is she still breathing?"
Death beckons...
It sits right beside me stating, "Life is better"
But then,
Life too comes in and beckons me
Telling me,
"Child, Be still, God says, You're safe with me."

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