|As a razor sharp.
Cutting ties to life.
Fell rapidly through the sky.
Only sound heard,
The sound of silence dragging her feet.
Shuffling by as it passes.
Only silence will trip the switch until death takes.
Sitting in silence.
Almost forgetting the existence of the outside world.
Locked away in deafness prison.
A prison of desolation.
Punished in her silent world.
Child born of mother’s sorrow.
She who could not hear her infant cry.
Heavy frost covered senses sound.
While in the pinkish orange morning.
She can see the glowing sky on fire.
Birds of song unheard.
Every sound the world made forbade.
She can only sense her newborn cry!
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