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Dec 2011
Silver tape over my mouth,
The silence is stretching.
Even with the tape off
You never heard me,
Just someone in the background.
Half of me hates this,
The other doesn't care.
If I walk away,
It's like I was never there.
Was I there?
Standing here waiting to be seen,
To be heard!
Is that so wrong?
Is that too much?
I ask you to see me,
To see who I can be.
The person you want,
The person you need.
You just need to listen.
Listen to me!
I strip off the silver tape
And walk away.
Refusing to watch
The world slip away.
Jacquie Bullinger
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