Silence

A pin drops.

A bubble bursts.

Silence breaks.

A flap of wings.

The blush of the cheeks.

Silence burns.

The ruffle of the pages.

The beating of the heart.

Silence speaks.

The striking of the clock;

Does time reckon?

Silence flows through the veins.

The blood boils,

The eyes hurt.

Silence rips apart.

Nobody knows how to decipher,

The volumes that it speaks.

All the while being tight lipped.

The cacophony of the myriad emotions

Zooms through the mind.

Silence becomes verbal in all its might.

The thread snaps.

The glass walls break.

Silence smiles its wicked best.

It eats through the insides like a canker

And dies a silent death.

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