too many

Too many words

written

Spoken

Dreamt,

Words i cannot speak

I have no voice

I cannot hear what beauty lurks underneath

I sign

To me words are said with hands not mouth

With fingers not tongue

Woven in a fashionable manner

They are there yet unspoken

Criticized,

laughed at

I have no voice,

i have no song

Like a sparrow who can't sing,

But i will make do with what i have,

Until it becomes...

Too much

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