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A whisper of silence
Death of violence
We look and we see
The things that can
Never be.
Kindness to the
Homeless
Pity for the
Witless
La..
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Death,
She sings a lullaby,
Each night as I dream,
Whispers a whisper,
That speaks my name.
Her voice so soft
and sweet,
Calls me down t..
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Fearful of what people think,
I hide from the world
Fearful of a broken heart,
I keep it to myself.
Silence is my prison
Fear is my keeper
Wound..
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Finding our way
In this world
Is just a little hard
It’s not in any book we read, or
Video that we watch
It’s hidden in the little th..
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