Poetry

Silence

I think it’s all been saidEvery lesson, every truth

Every heartache, every bruise
My processing is done

Life’s been torn apart, paralyzed

Put back together and analyzed
Now silence is golden

I can rest amid the lack of chatter 

And focus on the things that matter

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