I've made myself a collector
Of unspoken words
I can see it in your eyes
The way they look so torn
Small fragile creatures
Have the greatest strength
They are all around us
They never fail to amaze
And you might never notice
But I always do
The words they left unspoken
Always tell the truth
The stories they never told me
I figure them out myself
What they wish to say out loud
Finds its way into my ears
In old songs and lost poems
I look into their soul
For I am one of them
A broken hearted girl
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Deadly - Poetry
Poetry/Feel free to kill me anytime. Isn't that what you were made for?/
