Cut Off
Words left unspoken,
Killing the shadows of the night.
With nothing left to give,
Here we are with our hearts tied.
Taken by others love,
With conversations left unfinished.
I try to complete what once was,
Even though confrontation slips like a knife,
Getting caught in my mind.
Fearful of what you will say when you know,
Know the truth behind my walls
The truth that never stop, nor that will ever.
But its left as a conversation left un-
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