Poetry and noise amidst stillness.
When words are too much to bear
And they want to spillover
Let go and unravel
The inner voice
This won't be possible
If I didn't let go of the fear that nobody will appreciate.
Yet, the words were too heavy to ca...
It was when I opened the notes The scribbles and words The bullets and numbers Told me a story I have wanted you For time immemorial And those articulations In the dampness of summer Or, perhaps the chills of fall Oh I just can't remember But I have asked for you Desired you Aha! I was heard!
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