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The Murder of Expression

by on February 21, 2013

Just a moment
Hear me out
First I ask
Then I shout

My voice is swallowed
Whole by the throng
My words lost
In a tuneless song

I am tired and jaded
Of this uninterested crowd
I make one last attempt
I shout out loud

With pride and valour
My voice does soar
But later subsides
As there are a million more

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2 Comments
  1. I really like this!

  2. Thank you! Many more to come in the future. O:)

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