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Literature Text
Your
silence kills me
more than words
can say.
While I am held
in suspension
of anticipation
waiting and wondering.
Each passing day
rises new hope
which steadily declines
and leaves me wanting,
Yet
eagerly
I wake to another
torture,
knowing soon
you must break this fast
upon my heart
and at last speak.
silence kills me
more than words
can say.
While I am held
in suspension
of anticipation
waiting and wondering.
Each passing day
rises new hope
which steadily declines
and leaves me wanting,
Yet
eagerly
I wake to another
torture,
knowing soon
you must break this fast
upon my heart
and at last speak.
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Silence is torture. A gritty, concise work.