A lament
Moss grows
On unused tongues
And damp builds up
In wordless lungs
Silence heralds
A cruel winter
And suppressed emotions
Will eventually splinter
I held in my words
To avoid the pain
But that wretched pain
Found me all the same
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A lament
Moss grows
On unused tongues
And damp builds up
In wordless lungs
Silence heralds
A cruel winter
And suppressed emotions
Will eventually splinter
I held in my words
To avoid the pain
But that wretched pain
Found me all the same
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