Pain

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    Pain

    Your silence is painful.
    I can fell it deep down
    Carved in my soft flesh,
    Arrows looking for my weakness...

    Your silence is a burden
    Overloading my frail soul
    That used to roam freely
    In an ever lasting search for happiness...

    Some day this silence will kill
    The last ray of hope inside me.
    And you'll never know why
    Nothing will be there for us but emptiness...

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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