Society

Here, in the silence, no one spoke.

Taboo; a crime left to the silence

To fester and rot crumbling

As bodies ravaged

An ocean of crimson tears.

 

Lips sealed shut

Sewn closed with threads glistening of diamonds

Eyes smoldering behind veils

Built of thin threads

Laced with venom

Looking out.

Staring. Staring.

Knowing. Hating.

But quiet.

 

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