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I do not like words for they cannot express what I feel inside
They have not the power to open up the cage
And give me the freedom I seek
I need something deeper than words
Something that cannot be written or even seen but felt
I need the warm embrace of the sun
Or the soft caress of the wind
Or the goose bumps on my arm from the song that says it all
I need the mist that falls on my skin
Light and gentle, that calms my soul
I do not like words
They trap me in a cage where all I have to express myself with is a pen
A Kleenex would be more useful for at least
It could dry the tears that threaten to drown me in captivity
At least I have an open window
For when I gather enough courage
I might escape and surrender to what I want most of all
And am most terrified of the thing I have carefully avoided
But deep down wanted was… love

