Silence
The still cold silence enfolds me, like my mother who never can
No one will ever understand
No one can understand
It is a silence that nothing can penetrate
There is nothing called love for some of us
Some are destined to be alone
I am one of those
I am strong by myself
I do not look to the weak for help
Love is for the weak
I must always be strong
My will shall never bend
Yet there are time when I wonder
If it will always be this silent
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