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(the color of silence) The secrets I keep are Hidden bruises and broken bones Eyes covered concealing scars Constant anger and abuse Others will never see Letting myself have hope Often wanting death to come Revealing truth to no one Only one thing left to do Finally I see the way Silently waiting in fear I am ready now Listening for footsteps Every heartbeat echoes Nearer, nearer he comes Can't stop, red flows forth Everything over, freedom comes.
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