Silent But Speaking Volumes
So telling of emotion I’ve used you
At times I’ve quite abused you
You have told of emotion I would have left hidden
Thoughts I’ve had that are forbidden
You raise too quickly in surprise
And lower distinctly at an impending demise
But the thing I love that you do best
Is when others try to pry or test
One goes up and one goes down
No room for delusion
You know my conclusion
The single raised brow says it best
written for the to Face, Face to Pen contest
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