Silence barges past the crowds
And brings along an array of clouds
To drown out the hectic busy commotion  

Within the clouded moist-filled mist
Resides a heavy painful bliss
That repels the constant clutter of a true emotion  

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There's a certain venomous tranquility
That consists of the ability
To overtake ones mobility
And latch on to any prey.
Like a parasite it hooks on and eats away  

With nothing there to keep it calm
It finds a way to self embalm
A new facade that keeps it from escaping  

The venom is kept well contained
But far from harm it won't remain
Until it lets the noise return from past the draping  

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The People dare not let it loose,  
Preventing searing strained abuse
That would surely provoke an uproar  

So in containment it remains
Suffocating the shrieks of pain
Enclosed beneath the splattering sporadic downpour  

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