The only words I've said since I met you,
are cold and unyielding, the meaning only grew.
I can't speak with passion, or with a cause.
Every word burns my lips, and leaves me gasping.
I can't blame you, for my lack of speech,
it's the moment that caused this unmeanding breach.
(unfinished)
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