Loose-Tongue

It hurts so deep
So he cries himself to sleep
Praying the world could go still
So nothing will matter for a bit

Wishing to help this stance
But obviously in a trance
Maybe by your expectations
Suprised by indifferent snare

What a loved one goes
As your efforts pose
With a feel
So as appeal

Yet it goes numb
So much for the snub
Even by this family
Cant figure out a simile

Expressing this feel so pale
Words so much a bale
Once unleashed so cold
Could be tagged a loose-tongue
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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