There is something so serene yet dangerous about Silence.
There is a kind that makes you look inside you,
And calms you when you are certain
you will not find love there.
There is also the kind that haunts you,
Leads you to follow it into the depths of your very existence,
Makes you believe in the impossible,
Then, goes on and breaks you beyond repair.
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Poetry"Maybe the purpose of life, Isn't a definite aim, But, to stumble upon a place, That numbs your pain" ✒Copyrights © 2017 to @LittleMissSunshinine of Wattpad. ✒*Highest rank - 10 in poetry on 6/6/17. * First Place Winner of...