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The silence is deafening.
I can't focus on anything
It's too loud all I hear is you
But you're not talking
You're not replying
God knows if you're lying
The absence is suffocating.
Too many people crowding the room
Like a packed can of tomato sardines
Squeezing in between to communicate
Lonely despite these people
Because none of them is you
The distance is widening.
I listened to them and initiated
Making the first move was never easy
No, it didn't work
They were wrong, mistaken
Now we started drifting, we're drifted
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