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Still Hear

My words are crystal clear,
But I still fear.
My soul is pure,
But my heart got its no cure.
When I closed my eyes heard people laughing,
Then I wide opened it found them talking.
Later I tried closing my ears,
They still made me hear .
I keep try to avoid ,
They leave no way to make my life void.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Agustin Avatar
August 6, 2024 at 10:49 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Alex Avatar
July 24, 2021 at 11:20 PM
They leave no way to make my life void. - Way of the world! Beautifully depicted.
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