Silence
Chirps and chimes flooded from the backyard, driving away the silence in my room and filling it with nature's nocturnal melody just to help me dive further into my dreams.
Silence
#6 of poetry a poetry i made because i felt i was inspired by the silence between people that can be destructive if not processed.
Silence
There is nothing I could say about you But much that I could think The words, they live inside my head But die as they hit my tongue. Voice and thoughts, they are at war For they cannot hope to share The passion that I feel for you; They each...
The value of silence.doc
This is the lesson and the value of silence. calm contained and communicating what you already knew but was not yet acknowledged.
Remember 5
O o o i woke up to nothing but silence. five doctors standing around, looking at me, stella included.they were monitoring me.
necronik 1: intro
#1 of necronik silence. maddening silence. the only sound to be heard is the wind blowing moaning wails into my ears, muffled by the gas mask over my head. everything is blurry, i blink a couple of times to return my vision to normal.
The Silence of Oz (Volume 1 in the Legends of Oz Saga) Prologue
Saga tittles the silence of oz the lost spell of oz the forgotten emerald of oz the battle for oz the last dragon of oz (final novel) long ago on a beautiful island set in a forgotten sea, five sisters came across this lonely island, and decided to call it
The silence
The silence rolls like thunder amongst the moon lit plains whispers flood the air i breathe from the coos of water cranes nestled deep in slumber my dreams complete my mind complimenting my every wish i'd been wishing for some time
Silence
Other times i find myself alone in silence.
In The Silence
Coralline was waiting in the utter silence between them as she sat up, wondering why she was alive. the stillness of the creature was unnerving as not even its tail, which stood almost straight up, twitched.
Silence
Some like silence, they crave it like a drug. i hate the silence, sometimes quiet is violent. there's no hiding. i'm forced to deal with what i feel. there is no distraction to mask what is real. inside that silence it screams the truth, i am alone.
Silence
silence. all there was, was cold calming silence in the early morning hours. daylight peeked in through the cracks in the wall of the dilapidated shack we had taken refuge in only hours before the last attack. i had never seen so much blood in my life.