Silence

Manuel Cervantes

She was siiting next to the door
He was lying on the floor
but who could know
what he was thinking
who could know
what he was up to

A scent of silence crawling her skin
He was willing to complete his sin
but who could know
what he was thinking
who could know
what he was up to

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