Silence Hurts Poem by Neil Solan
Silence Hurts
Smothering feeling, smothering feeling
It hurts to be breathing,
Hurts to be breathing.
Emblazon your face now, emblazon your face now
With tattoos of sunshine,
Tattoos of sunshine.
I've not got filthy lucre, not got filthy lucre
And i've lived my life
Constantly snookered.
The silence hurts when you're on your own
And nobody cares about the thoughts you own.
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