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Quote: Words & Silence

“In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.” – Martin Luther King, Jr.

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Dreams Made In Silence (Pt. 1)

You’ve got a dream resting on your shoulder.
So you better hold on.
Some moments are made in silence.
Peace of mind shouldn’t be hard to find in a time such as this.
Something so beautiful.
Something so simple.

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No More Words

Why did I come here?
I can’t be alone with you.
It’s no wonder I’m lost for words.
I keep going over all of the things I said.
You can’t lie to me, so you say nothing instead.
Now all I can do is smile & look away.
I don’t believe it, but I understand your silence.

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Water Works

All it took was a crack of thunder to silence everything.
And everything remained still, anticipating another show of magnificence to cut through the clouds.
Its fun to pretend that everything is changing in one swift motion.
All the past drifting away, slicked back and coated in the kind of fog that hides every strand of light even in the brightest of days.
We could just sit back and have a conversation, but we don’t want to miss a thing, so we just watch as the water works take us away.

Pouring out your soul for all to see.
I’ve found a way to a better day, where tomorrow is sun-kissed and blooming with life and colour.
One can’t help but to stand in awe of the things that surround and cover our many days and nights.
Its with that respect and dignity that i’ll walk through the night with a smile on my face.
All that I can do is hope that something new grows out of this storm that I’ve been swept up in.

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Be Still (It Will Come To You)

My conscience ends when my morals give way to the cold that has found its way in
My kindness is not a joke, sure I may laugh and let you think of it what you will,
but don’t laugh at my back-breaking acrobatics and think that I’ll laugh with you
My trust is a bond that is formed; linked together like a chain by every memory
Like glass, I can hold you together, but I can also break and cut you if you are not careful with me
Under the stress of the day, night cannot come quick enough to put me to rest
I don’t know why I keep on trying, haven’t I learnt my lesson yet?
I don’t want to be bitter; I want to be better than this
What was my dream, what was I about?

I am not in the mood, I am lost
I don’t say much, but I hope that what little I have said has been heard
Hope is what I need, but company is what I want
I want what I want and I cannot change that
You have someone to call your own at night, and I own myself,
and by myself I lay and wake
In time that will change, as will I

Happiness is a mood, not a destination
It will come to me when I am ready for it and I will recognize it and accept it
In the stillness of the night, under the quiet of the hour, everything changes

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