Your silence is a welcome oasis
in my cacophony-ruined world,
It's a minor eruption on my skin
if your evasive jelly of indecision
needs a rupture,
and, a livid perennial wound if
you emotion riches fall by the
roadside,
only you sculpt senseturns silence
out of oblivion.
- Max
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