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The Unspoken MAG

By Anonymous

I whisper when I scream
I fade when I shine
I tiptoe when I run.

I tremble when I stand
I shrink as I grow
There is silence when I speak.

In a crowded room, find me in the back,
Planning to be noticed
Waiting for my chance.
Yet day by day, futility,
You turn away without a glance.

I reach for a pen to write the unspoken.

I call to you in the sweetest hope,
Praying one day I will be noticed by the blind,
By the voice of an angel whispering in your ear.



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on Dec. 13 2008 at 12:41 am
this is how i feel

thank you

on Nov. 26 2008 at 6:48 pm
i feel like that.

i just am not talented enough to express it like that

on Sep. 22 2008 at 12:37 am
i love it