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Challenged to Speak
Challenged to speak when the beauty is in the Pen
Weak words Choked to introduce me Again
Been quiet too long while wars are being waged
Toes bounce off Rock Bottom when they're trying to be saved
Reticence takes away what cradles the Epitome
Turns touch into Flames, burning the skin of me
No desire to give less, Crave sharing the best of me
Beautiful thing Infected and now it sits festering
Reaching for answers perched upon Angel's Lips
Shedding the very hands that covet these hips
Trying to find the ladder to a Spiritual Plane
Searching deaf ears trying to hear my own name
Then shake it off cuz I know it's absurd
I see, touch, and feel that "God," can be a four letter word
Rebel with a Secret that very few know
But who am I fooling? My Bleeding heart shows
Can't hush the buzz from voicing the blame
So please, forgive Me, I've forgotten your name
I'm too busy remembering what Love used to be
No permanent space for Your quiet next to Me
Words.
My companions when the Silence is deep
Kept locked in a box til I'm challenged to Speak
Weak words Choked to introduce me Again
Been quiet too long while wars are being waged
Toes bounce off Rock Bottom when they're trying to be saved
Reticence takes away what cradles the Epitome
Turns touch into Flames, burning the skin of me
No desire to give less, Crave sharing the best of me
Beautiful thing Infected and now it sits festering
Reaching for answers perched upon Angel's Lips
Shedding the very hands that covet these hips
Trying to find the ladder to a Spiritual Plane
Searching deaf ears trying to hear my own name
Then shake it off cuz I know it's absurd
I see, touch, and feel that "God," can be a four letter word
Rebel with a Secret that very few know
But who am I fooling? My Bleeding heart shows
Can't hush the buzz from voicing the blame
So please, forgive Me, I've forgotten your name
I'm too busy remembering what Love used to be
No permanent space for Your quiet next to Me
Words.
My companions when the Silence is deep
Kept locked in a box til I'm challenged to Speak
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