Muted Love
Not this day
No
My mouth shall not say
The words that linger
Trailing broken syllables
From memory bay
Without meaning
I cannot form them
Even as I pray
Turning in guttural acidic taste
By bitter bile way
Fumbling resentment
Phrase to phase
With no sway from sentiment
Shall I dare?
Shall I say?
Nay!
Struggle thought
Drowning heart turned grey
Oh how heavy they drag
And scuff the floor from their weight
I look at them there in utter dismay
Clutching my heels as I walk away
I left them there
Begging!
Just as they left me that day
Those words...
Once meant for you
That I will NEVER again say
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