Words Unspoken
Words like those cut from the throat of the robin
Breast red with pride, the words cast out by the one I love.
There is no bravery in them; I have no shield to protect myself from them as they are thrown at me.
Those are the words that instantly turn lover to stranger
Whose thin lips silently mouth a coward’s chicken- goodbye
Words have broken me
Words will heal me
All in good time.
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