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*You smile at me- uneasy! Suppressing the frown underneath You sigh and you say nothing Not a single word you bare!* *Your face is smeared with scorn Your silent words are cruel Stabbing repeatedly with pain Yet, you're too nice to say*. *Your words would have been harsh But your silent words are venom You haven't said a word But your eyes, they reveal volumes*. *Why the difficulty in speech? Why the patronage and deceit? If only I could read your mind... If only I could hear your heart...* *It would tell of how I repulse you Of I embarrass you in public Of how you hate the hugs I crave Of how far apart we've strayed!* *But why the silent regrets? Why paint a dead flower red? For the words you dread to say Are softer than the silence you sway!* *I know you mean well for you But you're just afraid I'd hurt Afraid to rip my heart in two When your silence has crushed to dust!* *A little openness if you cared, Could have left us bound as friends A little honesty could have saved me But we've both died in your silence!* © Raphael Uzor
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Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 11:28 AM UTC
Spoken Silence...
*You smile at me- uneasy! Suppressing the frown underneath You sigh and you say nothing Not a single word you bare!* *Your face is smeared with scorn Your silent words are cruel Stabbing repeatedly with pain Yet, you're too nice to say*. *Your words would have been harsh But your silent words are venom You haven't said a word But your eyes, they reveal volumes*. *Why the difficulty in speech? Why the patronage and deceit? If only I could read your mind... If only I could hear your heart...* *It would tell of how I repulse you Of I embarrass you in public Of how you hate the hugs I crave Of how far apart we've strayed!* *But why the silent regrets? Why paint a dead flower red? For the words you dread to say Are softer than the silence you sway!* *I know you mean well for you But you're just afraid I'd hurt Afraid to rip my heart in two When your silence has crushed to dust!* *A little openness if you cared, Could have left us bound as friends A little honesty could have saved me But we've both died in your silence!* © Raphael Uzor
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Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 11:28 AM UTC
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