“Her Name – Was Silence”
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She smiles with snow eyes on nights like these
the lip gloss long faded from light-rose lips.
And ponder she does, growing all the more curious
as to which way she'll fall into sleeps abyss.
No chemical could replace the delusions of heart
nor strengthen the weakness she holds so close.
Tonight she tumbles alone on the couch,
undressing with thoughts unfamiliar to most.
She dreams away the most recent of memories,
in silence, she's sleeping, the Quiet One.
Lost in a world she has created
she no longer sleeps at the Rise of the Sun.
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