am i just another kind of silence you use to hide in?Mature

Do you wear me like the secrets you’ve never said out loud?
Am I the quiet between syllables when you’re imploring the nameless,
faceless omnipresence that you can feel swirling inside of your bloodstream?
Am I just another sound that your human throat cannot mimic,
another kind of silence you use to hide yourself?

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