My silence
A monument to fear
I was nothing more
Your words
Through the wave
Away from this
My silence
Face pressed in text
Uncanny unicorn
Your silence
A room of endless mirrors
I spat at until dawn
My silence
The cacophony in my chest
Two bloody stumps
Your silence
The bravest possibility
Incredible mercy
- CH, 12th February 2017
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Take my heart - The conscripted children, All puffed up in the photograph Holding guns for God Take my heart too - The nonagenarian ...
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What will your generation be remembered for? We were lost. Is that something to be remembered for? I’m not sure. - c. h. 21st March 2019
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