silence in the eyes
begging for noise
you devour your nothingness
the somethingness rests
debating,
with corner eye glances
your mouth salivating
for a taste
of what you hinder from your soul
but quietness doesnt suit you well
words are now your absent friends,
running around in your head.
safe,
your fear,
resting along,
until it became your tired presence.
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