Unread
There were words I have yet heard
Words perhaps to not have a voice for
English for minds uncertain to flirt
Yet of voice uncertain to recall
Absent life shall come divinity
A lesser self might prove worthy
Broken dreams shall live reality
A sinful lie may yet bears honesty
And they serve a lesser meaning
Where words be given life on blood
Whilst read... are you listening?
Might there be life to tell from death apart?
Shall be served to only be deeper still
Forever in servitude for another who yet lives
Have you a service to be written as real
Are you a non-believer who believes?
Paper and words... to be read to be heard
Words never needing a voice for
Have you not thoughts for the mind to flirt?
Whence voices within of late to recall
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