Say
Sometimes nobody has to know
I often tell
But not quit so
If i do so
It’ll be pen and paper
My hart is full
My mind likewise
If I print it out on paper
I told a lie
If I smirked along
Even more so
But it is needed
Else I’ll perish
Else I’ll pain
Else I’ll be gone
Else I’ll be alone
Else I won’t alone know
When I do tell
And on paper it is not
I have told myself Then
silent poet , but she is loud
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