Voice
by: wilmapark_
she's like a lonely flower
when people comes she cower
terror is embedded in her heart
from loneliness she can't be apart
through storms and rainbows
the wanting to be distant grows
people judge her for being detached
without even knowing she's been snatched
not with material things but with a voice
and to that how can she rejoice?
when she can't make noise yet in her core
she's crying with a tremendous uproar
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09|16|20
