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just a little but more
When I prefer silence
Not because wanted to stop
More calm breath in the dark
Gently feet caress mother earth cheeks
When my voice is buried lonely
It's not that I don't exist anymore
Because my pen coaxes the brain
The wild and rebellious
After script pile up it becomes trash
Before the book postpones expletive
Enough a single word becomes a knife
Stabbed hard in heart without asking
Little breath a lot of things I stole
Keep on guard do not know which means
If only the value continues in the eye
I don't know which step will make me die
© b3y5151
Not because wanted to stop
More calm breath in the dark
Gently feet caress mother earth cheeks
When my voice is buried lonely
It's not that I don't exist anymore
Because my pen coaxes the brain
The wild and rebellious
After script pile up it becomes trash
Before the book postpones expletive
Enough a single word becomes a knife
Stabbed hard in heart without asking
Little breath a lot of things I stole
Keep on guard do not know which means
If only the value continues in the eye
I don't know which step will make me die
© b3y5151
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