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A stilling silence, chilling silence,
In my bedroom all alone;
A thrilling silence, killing silence,
Waiting restlessly by my phone.
A stunning feeling, shunning feeling,
Consumes my very soul.
A cold feeling, untold feeling,
As the bell begins to toll.
A silent dream, violent dream,
As flames engulf my heart;
A stirring dream, recurring dream,
From which I dare not depart.
Then breaking peace, waking peace,
A bizarre and longing sense.
A whisper of love, a bitter-sweet love,
Leading once more to silence
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