Words.
They can cut deep into your soul,
a small voice occupying your mind,
and you let it take the control,
even though the voice is never calm nor kind.
Words.
If you let them out, clear and loud,
they might ruin your life.
But if you keep them bottle up inside,
they will hurt your flesh like a knife.
Words.
How many hidden meanings can they hold?
How many false promises will they make you believe?
Promises like 'Together will grow old",
and "Love, you can never make me leave".
So let's sit together, but not say a thing,
listening to only our breathing, our heartbeat,
and put away our masks, stop acting, pretending,
allowing our hearts in the middle to meet.
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