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Angry Words
You read these words,
As and how they mean,
Literally on somedays,
Cryptic with hidden messages on others.
You think, they’re just that,
Words merely written out of habit,
But they’re more,
As they hold the pain,
I carry everyday.
They scream the feelings,
I can’t ever say.
They talk when I’m silent,
They hold me as you cannot,
From miles away,
Physically and from the heart.
For they are there when you are not,
For they hold much more than you thought,
For I write them thinking this everyday,
That today, maybe,
You’ll understand,
What I really want to say.
