Reminiscence of your memories is something
for which
I'm willing to give a hefty price
Be it screaming in the oblivion or starving
of thirst
I will keep silent
As silence is my only power
Although I'll speak out loud for once
Hear who wants to, neglected by the others
Your attention will be appreciated, your
ignorance respected
No consolation or condolences would be needed
As to what you may see or hear
Is my real journey
As for today, my words will become my power
But, I'd rather explain
The difference and the similarity
Silence and words are not that distinct
One's perception of them is what matters
To me when silence is deafening, my words
strengthen me
And when I lose my speech, my words express
what I feel.
It's the reality that scares me, because no
parody can teach what you will be.
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