Whether I shout or sing, lament or cheer, whether they are pain filled words uttered by aching lips or joy filled words of a happy tongue, I cry them aloud...and someone dear answers back.
Note: This is a my half of a collaborative effort with my friend, Kekoness.
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I whispered that I'd be good,
Swallowed my screams and wrote instead.
So I wished to be amongst them and be understood,
I decided that even as a corpse I wouldn't be dead.