I have learnt the beauty of this silence that screams through me

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I have learnt
                      the beauty of this silence
                                                                that screams through me.

                           Hopelessly I await
      for the silence to awake'
                           and seize the belligerent day.

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I have learnt
                      the beauty of this silence
                                                                that screams through me.

                      It resides within
      like a novel disease
                      begging to be found and read.

It pulls  at me
                      from the inside
of its stuffy white room.
                        It wants more
than I can ever give,
                                                                or dare to hope about giving.

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I have learnt
                      the beauty of this silence
                                                                that screams through me.


                      I watch it
       wordlessly, sharing a moment,
                           silence and I, together we cry.