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Dec 2014
Don’t listen to the words coming out of my mouth
They are a rehearsal in the mirror everyday
Instead
Listen to the soft whispers of my heart
Telling you ever silent words
In my anger
My lips tell of frustration
In my happiness
My hands tell of a tender love in my soul
In my pain
My eyes tell of hurt
In my distress
My tears plead with you
To please listen
For the burden weighing on my shoulders
Is becoming too heavy to carry
Because you are not listening!
Obscurity Thought
Written by
Obscurity Thought  Uganda
(Uganda)   
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