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All the words I cannot say,
Even though I'm not mute,
All the tears and fears I cry and hide,
everything I keep inside all comes out with one thing in mind,
Poetry.
Even though I'm not mute,
All the tears and fears I cry and hide,
everything I keep inside all comes out with one thing in mind,
Poetry.
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Poetry
With bitten lips and tear-burnt eyes
you tell her your new tragedy
she listens to the hurt and pain
and smiles as she writes it down in her mind
what you cannot say, she will shout for you
or sing, or whisper- whatever you prefer
her arms are tight around you
as you spit your angry words
and she listens and remembers
and tones them into music
into her world
and she dances as she tells your story
and makes faces when you're happy
and cries with you when you need her
not everyone can hear her
some believe she says nothing real
she'd never lie, but they don't understand
when she speaks, they hear gold-toned lies
or steel-staine
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Poetry
I found meaning
In words so unspoken,
And the places
No eye catches.
In the shade of behemoth movement,
Watching a life
Behind the borders of mind,
Without a breath or word
A reason to question the air above my head.
How I breathe
And am held down,
And crawl through forests
Still as the sky.
Release burden,
And listen to what was always there
Between branches and channels,
And breathe.
Learn from each
To know yourself.
And the one's you would surrender it all for.
Continue with that emblem
To reaches
Out of corners.
Make the road your own.
Forget each curve
And listen in silence.
There we fi
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poetry
Pain
Hundreds of children yelling, screaming.
Horrified wails that deafen you.
The fear is tangible,
So thick you can’t breathe,
The shame of a thousand souls.
And then, midst the howling,
A faint cry of hope,
A baby that has not yet fallen.
A child that hasn’t been tainted,
And the evil seems to be gone.
Then a cry from the child.
His voice joins the torment.
Screaming. All hope is gone.
You Laugh
When I hear your lovely laugh,
And gaze in your beautiful eyes,
I long to feel the warmth of your touch,
And light your face with a smile.
I make a joke, you laugh, you smile.
My heart is filled with joy.
The color
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