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The Thoughts of Your Words

The rigid walls behind
Me
Kept me in
There is no escape 
From this beautiful 
Place 
Only your thoughts 
That cant
Come out into speech
Its not like the 
Beach. Where we can roam
Freely.
But where we
Have to act out
Our words
To make it all okay.
We cant say 
What we need 
Only because we 
Cant plead
I have a million
Words piling up
But I cant share a single one

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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