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Speak


I never knew I would be afraid to speak So sick of each thought being made into nothing No longer comfort I was trying to seek I even hid the tears falling down each cheek The battle I hate to fight not stopping I never knew I would be afraid to speak They would not catch me for a moment weak My own song of sorrow I was singing No longer comfort I was trying to seek Sadly, my outlook on life became quite bleak But the hope within me still lurking I never knew I would be afraid to speak My thoughts still try to peek To find a way to ease their suffering No longer comfort I was trying to seek Though I can speak to the trees as I sit by this creek Because they love to just hear my mumbling I never knew I would be afraid to speak No longer comfort I need to seek
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