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Silent (26 ratings) by Andrea Cornellion
In space no one can hear you scream,
Petrified, heart-aching cries frozen in the immortal crystals of
nothing,
Starling silence,
Expected,
Yet terrifyingly unexpected,
An empty voice in a crush of empty voices,
Adding, growing from nothing
into nothing.
As planets are created,
destroyed,
A billion screams hushed in a moment.
The big bang,
Its bang stolen from its essence,
Our very creation restricted by a power of unmatchable strength and ferocity.
Our voice stolen
frozen
gone.
Home.
Ten billion voices,
Talking, chattering, crying, screaming,
Unstoppable in their moving, growing tacks,
Melding,
To become a mind-shattering explosion of chaos.
One voice in a billion.
Melding
into the illegible streams of sound,
Moving, flowing, degrading until it is unnoticed,
Unwanted,
Empty,
Drifting into self obsessed, narcissistic ears.
In space,
no one can hear you scream.
On earth,
no one listens.
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