It was silence. 
Your voice just travelling through space but never reaching 

Your touch just haunting echoes 

Your skin just a clothing coated in dust and dread

Your body just lingering shadows of past light

Your eyes just empty shells reflecting fragmented frames of fluorescent rays 

Your soul just in limbo – not living yet too early for death 

You are always moving, yet still trapped in the same body, the same prison, the same universe

It was just silence. 


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