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When You Frown Upon Edited
million words hanging around my thoughts
moreover, your poison scatters vividly in my imaginations
Your soft spoken voice gives me shiver down my spine
Your presence tastes like the finest alkaline
Speak not
I hear your voice when you're quite
I'd love the thousands of silence you accompany me
When words fail to express your frown upon
Still
Voice when you shall
Whatever spills out of your mouth
I'll keep them hundred of words for myself
and no shall others
the curse, hate, void — suppose nevertheless
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Christine Sario
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