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The Words Beheath My Silent Lips

Walls made of stones
My heart trags loads of millions of tonnes
Life is parallel to hell, your tongue was made for you to tell
The land in which your future dwells
As they weep, I speak
As their tears waters their seed
As old as life can experience
Today is a free man
Tomorrow is imprisoned in the desires of men
The future is established in the desires of men
Now my heart is gladdened
In Him I live and have my being
His life made me immortal
Behind my lips are buried words untold,
Both for dignity and trust, I murdered those words
Some may die till an epithaph rise above my head
Some may resurrect both for dignity and for trust

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