The Dead of Silence

Unsteady quiet, lonely as it sounds,
Avoided like a plague
It’s the dead of silence

One thing said, another’s yell
Fault is really very vague,
In this dead of silence

Watching you walk out
Every time I walk in
I feel this be my own fate
Alone, in the silence

I should have said nothing
My feelings never heard
I chanced it this time and now pay dearly
For my love only leaves me
This dead silence.

poem by Aurora Wells
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