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[bodytext] => Words always appear as the final division Seemingly to close rather than open a door My mind wonders: do I need a drastic decision Should I not talk to anyone, anywhere, anymore Aware sounds protrude from my open slat But fall upon deaf ears with each drum beat My intentions, good or bad, just fall flat I'd do just as well to speak from my seat I've always adored words and their value Often chagrined for using ones too large But if no one hears what these words do Then life's battle fades with none in charge I'll speak softly only to the quiet of the night Maybe the essence of what I say will survive Yes, I'll converse the basic, as is only right Without voices, real humanity won't thrive I'll make silence my new bestest friend And my inner self will continue to expand Finding solace in the knowledge truth can't end As eventually our words describe God's plan [comments] => 1 [counter] => 138 [topic] => 32 [informant] => dvtpdw [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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