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Keep my mouth painfully closed

When all I want

Is to scream

Push against the thread

My life has raveled on

The tailor who whispered sweet nothings

Against my scent

Shutting the door

And locking away my key

No scissors

To cut the ties against my lips

Speak, you whisper

Hand against my blind eyes

To remove the blood stained strings

No need to sleep in silence

Not tonight

Opening lips

To speak in strange tongues

Trust? You ask for,

Leaving open my bandages

To kiss and heal with air

No silence. No locked doors.

No stitches





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