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Silence
There is no music being played,
No voice to drown out the nothingness.
Nothing but my own thoughts running through my head
Crushing me with everything they have got.
Does he love me?
Will I find a better way?
Is there something more I should be doing,
Than just sitting here each day?
All alone I sit and think,
I have nothing else to do.
My mind keeps counting numbers,
My eyes keeping counting the time.
While my fingers keep on typing,
My heart yearns to fly.
