Unspoken

Sunday, October 18
I am the voice unspoken,
The song without words,
I am music without notes.
I am faceless, featureless…

“Bleed me dry”
I whisper to dry hearts,
“Take my life”
I taunt with my eyes.

“Take it all”
You know the truth of it…


”Kill me here”

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