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Jul 2021
My words are merciless,
Over time they get so much energy
They gather up and like a wave
And fiercely run over the ocean
They swell up from the welled up anger
Nobody could be saved from this monstrous motion
These glutinous tides hold the power
To destroy everyone in their wrath

But all they do is crash against the rocks

There were things I kept in my heart
Buried deep within their graves
They were meant only to be whispered
Now in this storm of life I have to shout them out
I can’t keep quiet anymore
Can’t act artificial and leave doubts
Keep the secrets locked in the store
Call me a billion of things but know,

All I ever am is an unorthodox
Written by
TTagain  20/M/Iran
(20/M/Iran)   
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