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a silent hill
The whispers increase,
And silence becomes an afterthought.
The cold breeze from the corridors of tension blow over us.
Together, yet far apart in our hearts
Are we content ?
Do we walk away ?
Or do we stay ?
These questions we avoid and evade,
Fearing what our choices would make of us ,
Yet we make enemies of ourselves whilst living together .
© rollieee