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No Sound

My pores bleed out words, but my mind refuse to listen.
No sound in or out.

My eyes are still no tears or sound in or out.

My lips don't move, my arms do, no air, or sound in nor out.

What am I to do?
Where do I go?
Who do I listen to?

My mind, my eyes, my lips, my arms?

My mind refuse to listen.
My eyes are still.
My lips don't move.
M arms do!

No sound in or out.



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DanielM said...
Jun. 10, 2012 at 10:53 am:
I really liked your poem it was awesome. I liked the beggining of it escepcially the first staza caught my attention. Only suggestion its not really big but you kind of forget the "M arms do!" the y. unless you did that for a spefict reason
 
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