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By: Fillmyeyes~~

Silent
are the days
since, you’ve been gone.
time so retrospective
so oppressive.
~
In the silence
of the night
I sit here thinking
about how things were.
~
sounds of the silence
a never ending din.
exploding in my head,
it’s weight, lays
heavy on my chest
~
The silence
of your kiss
upon my cheek
mourning those
that will never be.
~
silence
forcing me to face myself
challenging me
to carry on
or fall to my knees.
~
silence is…
the absence of sound
or perhaps a time when
the outside world
cannot be heard ?
~
Jean
2000©