Hello dear , my old friend, Ive come to talk with you again, My - TopicsExpress



          

Hello dear , my old friend, Ive come to talk with you again, My vision softly creeping, The vision in my brain still remain, With this sound of silence. While I was sleeping, In restless dreams I walked alone, And touch the sound of silence , Here in Facebook. In the focus light I saw, Million people, may be more, People talking without speaking, Hearing without litening Writing songs that voices never share, No one dared disturb the sound of silence. Here my words, like silent raindrops, Fell and echoed, Take my words , I might reach you, In the walls of silence, But, silence like a cancer grows.
Posted on: Fri, 08 Aug 2014 18:03:34 +0000

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