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Silence

Sometimes it seems,
as if I'm the only one that cares.
I wonder if all I'm told
are lies threaded into dreams.

Sometimes I think,
that I'm the one wrong.
Like everything I say,
is some make-believe.

And I sometimes sit,
to let the time pass.
Silently listening,
to everything I never hear.

Author notes

Wrote this at like...7 in the morning. First attempt at actual poetry in quite some time. Not for contests or anything.

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