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Wants Not

Write.
Splatter the page with covert words.
Suffocating between the sheets.
Confused, contrived and denied
Expire in heartless stead.

Write.
Until what is alleged is understood.
What is sensed suffereth long.
The lines and pauses and pages persevere.
Suppressed lips liberate censored wrongs.

Write.
Others will own and mirror what they will.
Embracing the pain they fraught.
The words suspend in mid sentence still
The tacit sound of silence wants not.