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Thoughts unspoken Silence is waiting; Questioning Is this space enough to be filled? Moments are measured By words unsaid Words that we package Into different sized boxes It has to fit perfectly Or they will never leave my head We keep waiting For the right time In the wrong way When time runs out All the boxes will be empty Unfilled By the thoughts unspoken Forever in my head Perhaps it is better To speak up instead Better to cause discomfort Than find your thoughts dead
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Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 2:27 PM UTC
Words unsaid
Thoughts unspoken Silence is waiting; Questioning Is this space enough to be filled? Moments are measured By words unsaid Words that we package Into different sized boxes It has to fit perfectly Or they will never leave my head We keep waiting For the right time In the wrong way When time runs out All the boxes will be empty Unfilled By the thoughts unspoken Forever in my head Perhaps it is better To speak up instead Better to cause discomfort Than find your thoughts dead
When we find ourselves in moments of silence that could be filled - but we wait for better timing. But sometimes the perfect time never comes. And the thoughts die.
#unspoken#silence#thoughts#waiting#timing
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nicole-feekes
Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 2:27 PM UTC
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