Speak

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  • Anger

    Speak
    Are you talking to me?

    I can't hear you !!

    Your words that used to cut so deep.

    When you thought I was weak.

    I have grown.

    Broken promises that you don't keep.

    Don't faze me.

    I am stronger no longer scared to be me.

    Don't say I've changed.

    When in reality, I stopped living life your way.

    My life will go on.

    Without your words that used to cut so deep.

    Because I was never weak.

    My life will go on.

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    ArgusWayne commented on Speak

    02-26-2010

    I can really relate to this one. Great writing, full of emotion, and I can think of at least two or three people I'd like to scream this to!
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    nekosuave commented on Speak

    07-03-2009

    i feel the rage of you but also see the change in the way you deal with all things wether it is man or woman, people come and go and words do hurt but in time heals all wounds and make us much stronger, very well put my lady
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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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