Under my tongue
lie unformed words
like a cluster of emotions
unspoken
hidden in the silence
you so despise
Being
me
is not enough
You demand reasons
for the way I am
Apology is not
a peace offering
that pleases you
I offer us peace
by biting my tongue
to set us free
This is the type of poem you want to read again. It’s hard hitting and carefully crafted Cassa. I admire the layers you have written into this and the internal conflict. Now let me go read it for the fourth time.
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Perfectly written.
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Powerful and sad
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This is good. Sometimes it’s best not to say anything
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Thank you for stopping by and reading.
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Skillfully observed 👏💖
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Simply stunning my friend 🖤🖤
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
Come And Read This!!
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Hits hard!
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