"Speak"
When uneducated
we teach
that life is more than
a simple sense of attraction
see,
waiting; fray our need
to exploringly grow and live
indepth a world of impurity.
The law in me is calling me,
"Speak"
For like the anxious and dying,
who at night feel a new
colour; a light hue ringing
through the eyes - once
bright blue. With shivering hopes
supporting withering warmth, slowly
singing quiet and quivering truths.
The law in me is calling me,
"Speak"
No. Withold yourself,
without reason other than simple
logic, it pains to watch time pass
before you make a change...
Quite ironic?
Life stares you radiant, in the face
your short ranged
glares matching her
heartrate:
Beat to the beat
to the beat,
Beautifully synchronic
But wait...
The law in me, is calling me.
"Speak"
Speak this piece rather than read it, use the punctuation and listen to the words rather than see them. It's in the name really, Poeta's fault.
Links coming within 24.
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