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Silences I never spoke to you of my silences. The hidden pain, the disorder, the chaos, the loneliness. I never even whispered of such things. The haunting silent screams. Once heard, some things can never be silenced. I never spoke to you of my silences. I never wanted to keep you from your journey. Your path lined with yellow, orange and brilliant red. I will never forget the crunching and crackling of the colors under your feet as we walked. You strolled lightly, so as not to destroy the delicate beauty. I never spoke to you of my silences. I walk in the quiet and dark wood... remembering fallen leaves. I read this poem at the Step Forth open mic on 01/25/15 I read this poem at the Talent Poetry open mic on 01/08/15 I read this poem at the Poetry Critique Group on 12/20/14 A list of my open mic poetry readings is here "Open Mic" Line count: 36 lines Form: Free verse Written for: Shadows and Light Poetry contest due 11:59 PM WDC time Jan. 14. 2015 Prompt: No Prompt
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