There is something I want to say
I take a softer line yet I can’t stay
This way;
Lonely, I so need a sway…
There is something I’m scared to face
It makes me increase my pace
I’m a soul chimed with no ace.
Wish she’ll play my soundless noise; for
There is something I like her to hear
Rhythms drumming hard, orchestra playing
together;
Not beats but a listener missing…
There is something my mouth dare not
speak clear
Sounding like a broken record if played
Right in here, deep within, my heart speaks
clear.
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