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Silence,silence a viscous thing.
Like oil it flows down the walls.
Silence, silence a deafining thing.
It echoes down the empty halls.
Silence, silence a palpable thing.
Like silk to a blind mans touch.
Silence, silence a confusing thing.
Like something you love, but hate so much.
- by Stefano Wolfwood |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/07/2008 |
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- Title: Silence
- Artist: Stefano Wolfwood
- Description: Read and see.
- Date: 10/07/2008
- Tags: silence
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Ryuhime Kurosu-sama - 10/31/2009
- This poem was expressive, but it misses the key passion that makes true poetry great.
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- Mel Wel - 10/07/2008
- I really enjoyed reading this, aside from the spelling errors. o.o I was confused with the word "defining" because I wasn't sure for a moment if you meant defining (as in explaining) or deafening..until I got to the next line, of course! ^_^ Thank you for sharing.
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