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It Speaks

Severed the written word Angry wind blows As the scream carries emotion The head moves to and fro When will we heed? What are we to hear? Twisted and coveted Lectured and a tender whisper Why can’t we let it die? Why did it lie? A heart needs to be loved Hearts break so softly Ushered beyond the norm How did we let it get this far Was not to get this far Why can’t we see the end of the road? Does it have a thorn in the side? The ache that never heals What’s that joke that’s never spoke See no Hear no Speak no

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