Listen

Though my words may often hide

behind the wall of my locked lips,

it’s the pen wrapped beneath these fingers

tasked with freeing my truest thoughts.

Overcome me with your valiant shouts,

I dare you.

It’s when my mind is read it truly roars.


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Published on September 24, 2014 07:44
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