He said, he would demonstrate the art of silence
Though before I knew it
Too late, there’s tape crisscrossed on my lips, exiting out emotions maintained
Increasing punches come to my vitals, face, throat and stomach
And still, nothing murmurs from his lips that use to taste me
No shriek of horrification, for this is the art of silence
Author notes
http://orple.deviantart.com/art/the-art-of-silence-87332800 i was inspired by this picture. its a great picture i like it a lot. . so this is what i thought of when i saw the picture so yeah. i'm stritly against abuse. but i'm mostly and more personally against child abuse. i hope you liked it. <3 thanks
A contest entry
- Quickie 15/60/3 by SuicidalLover.
390 points, ended August 14, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I think the way it reads is confusing me.... *worried*
I understand the meaning, but I had to read it serveral times. I'm not sure how you could improve this, but I'm happy with the meaning of the poem.
It did make me think of abuse, mostly in children. 
~Kystal Angel
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Scary.... Great job! Love ya <3 I hope you win!
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good job, i liked this a lot best of luck to you
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i like the first, fifth and sixth lines. A LOT.
i think if u played around with the second and third line a little bit, the poem can be even better
once again the last line is AMAZING. for me.
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its great i hope u win
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