Love Poem: Silent Wars - Finale - Hush Now, Darling
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Silent Wars - Finale - Hush Now, Darling

*chorus* 
Don’t start another World War with your silent wars…
Our friendship bond is getting weaker…I must find a cure
To this heartache and help me, for heaven’s sake!
I’m breaking by the seams
Repair my broken dreams
Repair my broken dreams
Repair my shattered dreams
Repair my shattered dreams
We’re on each other’s team
Do you still have low self-esteem?
Don’t you feel like giving up sometimes?

Be high with me
There’s no time to be
Sad…
Mad…
Remorseful…
Resentful…fretful…
Enraged…offended…
disappointed…irritated…
Flee with me…

Destruction and decadence 
Brings back terrible reminiscence
I damaged your self-esteem
I want you to beam…don’t scream…
Hush now, darling – don’t scream
  I know you’re scared out of your wits
I am too – I was throwing my childish fits

*chorus* 
Don’t start another World War with your silent wars…
Our friendship bond is getting weaker…I must find a cure
To this heartache and help me, for heaven’s sake!
I’m breaking by the seams
Repair my broken dreams
Repair my broken dreams
Repair my shattered dreams
Repair my shattered dreams
We’re on each other’s team
Do you still have low self-esteem?
Don’t you feel like giving up sometimes?

Destruction and decadence 
Brings back terrible reminiscence
I damaged your self-esteem
I want you to beam…don’t scream…
Hush now, darling – don’t scream
  I know you’re scared out of your wits
I am too – I was throwing my childish fits

Loneliness scares away my confidence…I’m so insecure
Hey you! Calm your tits!
Don’t start another World War with your silent wars…
Our friendship bond is getting weaker…I must find a cure
To this heartache and help me, for heaven’s sake!
I’m breaking by the seams
Repair my broken dreams Repair my broken dreams Repair my shattered dreams Repair my shattered dreams We’re on each other’s team Do you still have low self-esteem? Don’t you feel like giving up sometimes? I scream during nightfall…on the battle ground What’s up with me? I’m feeling guilty for committing a million crimes!
I weep bitterly without a sound - I...am...gravity-bound
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