Quite Quietly

I do not have a voice today.

It's been slowly fading

over three days, a horror,

because my opinions are loud.

 

It's been slowly fading--

that respect I know I deserve--

because my opinions are loud,

and you quietly fled.

 

That respect I know I deserve. . .

over three days, a horror

as you quietly fled. 

I do not have a voice today. 

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