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Jan 12
I don’t speak nor do I cry
yet I shall scream of utter silence throughout the night
with every glance that comes my direction
I play my role and ****** their souls without hesitation
I satisfy my hunger on the stolen years I have taken from you
so do not stare upon me with those faltering eyes
or listen to my prayer filled with lies
the beauty that is wrapped around my stone skin
has a malicious soul that you don’t want to admire
I prefer to stand alone with my cracked wings by my side
my hands in place for a testimony that I shall never bide
but if you choose to ignore my warnings
you’ll become like the rest of them
being one with the pile of statues with no hearts beating inside
so for the sake of you not losing your future
guard your sight while I move through time with pace
or I’ll catch you when you’re unaware
with my gentle touch tearing your pleads for help
Forgiveness is not heard from the stones that weep for loneliness
Ejiro
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Ejiro  15/F
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