Erin Bode, Photograph

Erin Bode, Photograph

The silence hurts,
there... here...
in soul... in heart...

The silence flies,
on wings of absence...

The lips stay together,
while the oblivion speaks with forgotten words...

The silence walks,
on the way where the end begins...

The look does crash,
on the wall of indifference...

In the silence does can hear
the sound of loneliness...

The hands hold the heavy silence
molding ephemeral dreams...

Through silence does can see
the color of sadness ...

The thoughts says,
forget it!... with the voice of disillusion...

In the silence does spill
the last tears in the ocean of memories...

Only the eyes shout,
with agony look asking... why?

But the silence does silent,
when I think of you...

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