Speechless Poem by Jacob McCurdy
Speechless
Mots durs parlee
Conduire a des vies brisees
Speechless is the form of the
Shadow
For he knows what he has had
But not what he wants
He lies in lonely, desolate fields.
The Shadow
Knows what this seclusion yields.
He yearns to live days in silence
So he can better understand a whisper
To one day break the chain and become free
From a life that should never be
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