Voice

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I'm frightened

Thump, thump

To continue

Days, months

Locked inside

Feelings, thoughts

Bottled in

Pencil, paper

Emotions flow

Unwanted, uninvited

Opening up

Brutal, agonizing

To myself

Progress, start

My rhymes

Unstolen, truths

All mine

My feelings

You're feelings

My thoughts

Your thoughts

OURS

IT'S OURS

Words fell from my lips

Written with my finger tips

No one can steal and abuse your truth and your voice

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