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The Unheard


(Among the faithful and the sinner) sits these thoughts . . . Thoughts that are meant to be unheard. Though you mey act as if you are at peace, content with a certain joy; Yet, there will always be this sense of of . . . of. . Blinding reality hidden deep within the mind. Constant whispers, leading to: Voices, followed by: Echos. Wanting to be heard. Waiting to be heard. Your inner thoughts only show the real you. Your thoughts, opinions, reactions are all yours. The inner you dying to be let out! These inner thoughts crave to be heard and right before you are going to unleash these thoughts. You stop . . . Due to your fear of acceptance. Because of that! You leave your thoughts to be left again. . . . . . . Unheard.
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