

SilenceSilenceSilence
Driving down the memory lane of childhood Towards an escape where I have never gone Drowning in silent words, sitting next to you
Climbing the fence of the forbidden With devoured emotions over my own wall Following grips in silence, numbly close to you
Walking where the night had crashed upon the horizon Towards a scene where heaven and the city had joined Finding myself each step in silence, not knowing what to do
Sitting in awkward silence as past and present collide Struggling to convey what Ive been feeling inside  


My PillowMy PillowMy Pillow
Deceived, as I lay I can no longer stay My soul is stained Of all solitary pain With me: my cutter and my pillow
Fighting the wrong, As I hear my song would the right prevail? Towards happiness I sail? All I have: my cutter and my pillow. I trembled, :is it a gamble? Looking at the blade with my pillow
AS lights faint away Numbly, I still lay Awaiting for fate but is it too late? beside me: my cutter holding on to my pillow &nbs
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