My silence is a gift. If I opened my mouth and let the herds of inner thoughts stampede to your ears--you'd go deaf with all the rage.
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Poetry❝ my heart runs wild with words that shouldn't escape my lips ❞ [[my process of healing//started feb. 13th, 2016]]
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My silence is a gift. If I opened my mouth and let the herds of inner thoughts stampede to your ears--you'd go deaf with all the rage.
