|
By Farah Submitted by twisted_lie Date: 2013 Mar 27 Comment on this Work [[2013.03.27.03.10.17171]] |
|
In a box I put away those voices, but I left holes for them to breathe. The echo was so loud, so loud for everyone to hear. The voices of memories, of anger and that of love, The ones I shut out and put away in that box. I speak no more with words, with sound I speak from the heart with its every pound. |