Your being that puts us down

Let those bells jingle,
Let your spine feel a tingle

Let it be you, who is silent
Show no emotion to mingle

Not a single word
Not even a fiddle

No you cannot speak,

Be silent as you walk by
Or try to even preach

So hurt by the words
So easily found

So soft no one can hear
The little voice that is my sound

No one even notice's
Until another surrounds

To The person who's deeply hurt

To make it worse,
They put them down

So I sit here and speak
Not for your time, right now

I sit here and speak the truth
that these hands have written down





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