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The Silence

Feeling like a cliche
My heart pounding
Like a bullet, it hits
And then ricochet
Lies told, resounding
Now the wait, the fear
Plan ahead
Your voice, your smile
The end is near
You are in my head
My life, like a tiny window
By the door in the rear
I can only blame myself
Even though you put me
through this, my dear

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