Heavist Sounds for the Softest of Things

A Poem by Natalie

I closed my eyes and somehow ended up in a white world.

I was standing in the middle, I knew... I was in the middle

All is silent,

Nothing is heard.

So I opened my mouth to speak a whisper

But what I heard was

The Loudest Thing in the World

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Added on July 10, 2010
Last Updated on August 11, 2011

I speak through my writing and through music. It's the best, sometimes the only, way I know how to talk. more..