Untold secrets

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even if i screamed one more time
with you standing
by my side, holding my hand
you may still not hear me.
it’s not how you listen
it’s just how i scream.
i am a mixture of stones and soft landing
you are of wool and spikes
truths families keep from friends
in the end, we’re both washed up.

leonell echa

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