Mute

Fri, 05/02/2014 - 17:01 -- bekalry

Outside is black

the shadow of the moon drapes over my skin

I'm in my corner 

Alone again

Hours and hours

i've been typing away

in my own world

Where the people catch my eye

and I can see each unique color

Where I don't hide my hurt

from their blank looks

I don't speak

But I can write my words

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