Silence.

 
There are words that able
                  to strains one’s bones
                  beneath their climate:
                  harsh, cold, and dead.

In forms of mockery,
                  or even screeching cries,
                  hurting ears with its crudity;
                  enough to start a bloodshed.

Yet of all the painful words
                  that she has said,

It’s her stifling silence
                  that slaughtered me instead.

 

V.A.C.W.
03:04

 

Sometimes silence hurts more
Then words ever will.
Because harsh words hurt feelings;
But silence breaks hearts to pieces.

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