The Silence Is The Sound

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Contributor: Tasha Sirtis

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The silence is the sound that kills me
The stillness the movement that slays my senses
I need you,
when you're gone
I seek you,
but you're gone
too soon
always too soon.

Life is a parade of partings,
of moments forever spent
in the minutes before the end
before you leave
before I leave
feeling like something has been left

I would give anything
for a life of meetings,
of rewards,
of Friday nights looking on
to the open stretch of an endless weekend.
I would give anything
for a vacation without end
with you.

I would give anything
to put pain, loneliness and fatigue
behind us

Or at least,
while we are still young.

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