silence, can you hear it ?

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as quietly as it starts,
it ends.
scarring a mark so deep.
like the love that breathes,
every day, every night.
refining the meaning to my life.
right into my soul,
into the abyss of the heart.
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for the second time,
the black rose born before my eyes.
i knew it`s birth is inevitable,
but the heart is just too unyielding,
lying to itself.
to continue believing that its just another lie.
but how long can it last?
for the truth has revealed itself.
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this silent murder,
such exruciating pain.
like cold ice plunging frost,
bit by bit into my soul.
freezing the heart.
isolating it from a feeling,
which brings warmth and happiness:
love, is dead.
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what will become of me?
when all the feelings i have for you,
just dissappear.
tis` not a regret.
for all that is of me,
is sincere and true.
because i truly love you.
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have you ever sacrificed your own happiness,
for someone you love so much?
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i did, with sincerity,

out of love.

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black will paint over white,
& red will stain it.
` samarra .