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voice


haven't spoken in four years,

now I am done sitting in the dark corner crying out my tears,

I am done trying to disguise my pain and fears,

I am done listening and believeing everyone and my peers

 

 

I will,I willl find the voice GOD gave to me,

speak,talk,babble,whisper,write,but get out whatever it is you need to say,

I am letting my voice pour out and be truly free,

never shall I again hold my voice back it's been far too long  that things have been this way,

but never no more shall they stay that way starting today

 

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Iḿ M, I like reading, writing, cooking, acting, and helping others. Good luck to other poets out there, and never give up on your dreams. No matter how hard it seems.

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