PRISONER OF TIME 1 © 2007

My troubled confidante,

Do not fear my silence,

The soul sometimes stirs,

In the distance of a scream.

Among the shadows of stillness,

The heart whispers in secret,

And even in apparent calm,

The turmoil can be immense.

Each silence is an echo,

Of unspoken feelings,

And in the absence of words,

The truth reveals itself slowly.

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