Can you answer my question?
Silence.
Can you read my thoughts?
Silence.
Can you make me better than I am?
Silence.
The day began with begging.
Pleading and prostrating in the pitiful pit.
There was no remorse,
There was no reprimands.
A silent shrieking of silence stared back against the stealing sighs.
Warming and wallowing in the wind soaked west, the night leads us good bye.
The earth is the eternal blanket, a mothers lullabye.
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