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My realization, my question, my life.

Voiceless,
wordless,
speaking with silence.
This is the way I relay my heartache.

I'm powerless to scream.
Noises in my head flirt with me.
As I speak my voice faulters.
This turbulance knows no end.

My fingers shake on a dark stage,
and the beat of the drums drowns me out as I play.
Will I ever truly find my place,
unable to shout over baritone and bass?
Written by flowersforever
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