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Some daySome wayI'll find a way to say these things I keep insideFind a way to tell you what is on my mindOne of these days I'll find the words insideFind a way to express these things I feel for you
It seems all too familiar where I lay with these tears I thought you prayed away, but now I see that despite what you say I'll never be anything more than a stray!
I feel the sylables Nesting within my breast Effectively avoiding spillage Emptied from my clenched lips Destroying the illusion Held of prefection Enclosing the unspoken
For those unspoken wordsI can no longer share with youno longer confide in youthat have allotted to a year.I can hold your hand but you cannot hold mine