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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