a poem is the only language my soul speaks fluently
the mother tongue that cannot be scratched from my heart
that even at the mercy of a sword
my heart beat would be a poetic sob
one of words that could explain my inner turmoil...
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all the things I wouldn't say
Poetrya collection of poems ------------------------------------ In which the heart has a lot to show and the mind a lot to say yet the lips have been sealed with insecurity and the voice box trained to harbor nothing but fear... ________ 😁😁😁 All right...
