Silent Screams

Silent Screams

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2023 Amby Awards winner | Poetry Featured on @StoriesUndiscovered ___ "Why do you cry, little dove?" "Because the words drowning in my soul cannot be let out." "Why do you think that?" "Because the words spoken can never be taken back, and the words sealed within my lips have no place to be wondered about." "But isn't that where the magic of pen and page comes in? With gentle fingertips upon paper, you have the power to unleash every word kept secret within you-silently and securely." ____ Swimming through her mind and heart were countless thoughts and phrases longing to escape. Yet, they remained trapped within her silent world. Alone with her thoughts, she soon discovered that writing provided solace-a means by which she could express everything concealed inside. With no one to hinder her flow of emotions ___ Collection of poems and thoughts. ___ If you decide to read it, read it with caution, some might be triggering. ___
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