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Poem about people and meaningless words and god. |
| I hear nothing when people talk and when they don’t I feel them walk. In silence I hear the world I hear her groaning wishing peace I hear her moaning wishing quiet In silent noise, I hear it called from all the voices old or small Protect my family keep me safe help me earn that last good grade I know you know how I feel so can you help me to heal? But in the end, no one answers and loved ones die of evil cancers. The grade is shot you won’t heal. I hear nothing when people speak but in the silence I feel they’re weak. |