Walking through this rain
With this shameful silence
getting all socked still
but no splash, No sound
Only just silence and cold
We jump off the walls
opened the gates quiet
With no prints
Left on the ground
No one hears!
They're busy moving
No one hears!
No ones around.
Some grow strong
But most grow silent
Wearing whispers
Such painful gowns
All that's left
Are shattered walls
Quiet people
And traveled miles
All the while
Steady creeping,
Walking through
This silent town.
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