Silence is an empty scream from a wounded soul.
They never hear our cries for help,
Were not like them.
Day by day we swim in a pool of darkness.
It has no end, with our silent screams for help,
We sink deeper into the pool,
Till the darkness becomes our light.
By: Me Chastety
They never hear our cries for help,
Were not like them.
Day by day we swim in a pool of darkness.
It has no end, with our silent screams for help,
We sink deeper into the pool,
Till the darkness becomes our light.
By: Me Chastety
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madi:
I like that poem. I'll call you soon. I've been so busy. We HAVE to chill again! We have a party like every night so its hard to get away. TTYL
falias:
just stoped to say hi