Is it the words
that go unsaid the drives me
or is it the silence
that has given me wings
guiding me this far
as an echoing reminder of my faults
and the failures I have made
I pretend not to care
and traveled from here to there
biding the time
that it would take
to reach my final escape
always holding on to the desire
of what it would be like to give in
but do our hearts feel less
by never knowing
or will it always be
as the precious moments are lost
and our final breath is breathed
that our hearts will finally be free

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