The Silence is becoming

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The silence is becoming me,

She speaks from within of me,

Whispering that she loves me,

But I can’t hear anymore.

The silence is thickening around me.

Every breath’s a memory,

I feel the pulse inside of me.

She’s reaching out, I’m breaking free,

No more hiding quietly.

The silence can’t contain my soul,

I’m finding rhythm, I’m letting go.

Her voice still lingers, soft and low,

But now I dance where echoes grow.

The quiet used to swallow me,

Now it’s just a melody.

I close my eyes, I start to see—

The life I lost is calling me.

Somehow I know…

Somehow…

Somehow I know, I know…

That she still loves me.

Somehow…

Oh, the silences are still, but now I know…

That the silences set… me free.

Somehow, I know, I know…

That she still loves me.