Sound of Music

You say that no one really listens

And that you wonder why,

And that we only agree to disagree

Only accept that which we can deny.


You feel that we ought to stop speaking

If there really is no one to hear,

And now the only way we must express pain

Is through a single stifled tear.


But if your heart stopped beating

Only because you did not listen to it beat,

Then I would find you cold in your grave

With every syllable of you, trampled in defeat.


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