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SilentIn the silence
Your eyes do the talking;
Yet, you remain mute,
Mill-pond calm on the surface,
Unable to speak the truths
That I see boiling inside,
The Tumult of your soul-
Only lies spilling from a forked tongue.
--But I want your anger.
--I want your hate.
Then I want all of your truths,
So I can finally let you go
And you can remove your mask.
Outside the linesGifted with magic,
Creativity pouring from your veins;
Into your fingers and speech,
--your every breath and heartbeat,
As you moved outside the lines and boxes.
Splashes of colour in a grey world,
--brightness for dulled eyes.
Willingness to remain unaccepted,
If it meant remaining true to yourself.
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