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I-sun Apr 2020
there is no gun that its sound sounds kind
but your voice,
is the gun which no hunter has it at all
🔫
Kewayne Wadley May 2019
I fear the day I call
and hear
the "number you're trying to call"
message.
Your voice a sense of comfort
when home seems so far.
The freedom you enable when
theres no way to control the excitement
of hearing your voice.
Knowing that your just a call away.
Your voice
a prescription cough syrup
and I behave as such.
Smiling as soon as I hear it.
Knowing that soon I'll feel much better.
Only you can give me this feeling
Only you can cause such devastation
forestfaith Sep 2018
The voices, they are loud.
Help me.
I am drowning.
I need help.
Is there anybody that can help me!!??
Help!!!
The blanket of voices, they wrap around my head...so..loud...
Help me...

"I love you."
You said.
Lord, that's what you said, in a gentle whisper. After the winds, the earthquake and fire.
Came a gentle whisper.
So when I hear it, your voice, may I pull my cloak over my face and meet you at the mouth of the cave I have been hiding in.
Beckoning me to come out.
Help me to hear your voice in the storms of others.

I love you too Lord.
1 Kings 19:11-13
The LORD said, "Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the LORD, for the LORD is about to pass by." Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart, and shattered the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind. After the wind came an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. 12 After the earthquake came a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. After the fire came a gentle whisper. 13 When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face, and went out and stood at the mouth on the cave. Then a voice said to him, " What are you doing here Elijah?"

It's like as if God is asking why was Elijah hiding in the cave haha beckoning Him out..
God bless yall!!
Caitlin Miller Dec 2014
and if you're tired of the blocked calls with no answer, please know it's more than some punk kid with too much time on his hands. Please pick up. I need to hear your voice.
"Hello?"
yes. he's there. he's real. it wasn't all in my head.
"Hello...?"
oh right, that's what your voice sounds like. i'd give anything to have all those late night i love yous preserved in my memory
"Is anyone there?"
it's me. i'm here. i miss you. oh my god i love you. please don't go
please love me
please come back
*please.

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