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A story of a girl not known |
| Quiet words Have the loudest voices Make the least choices And sit in stride Trying to hide But they are heard in the silence of lips That sink ships Tethered torn and ragged Life is jagged against the rocks of time But I will be fine I hear it all the time About that one, that was not known Even when they were grown Just want to be left alone With the words that will speak That I am not weak I just feel internally What you do not feel emotionally Or mentally, nor psychologically I feel the earth moving as it spins And the days as they start over and over again I feel the seasons coming And when the earth is rumbling The storms will come as a blessing And most will call it a catastrophe I guess that's the best way to describe me For I write without thought or emotion I flow like the ocean And sometimes I will leave a bitter taste in your mouth Easily consumed for my beauty But not good for the palate. |