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Causing myself to hold back these three words, that might escape from my mouth.
Rasing my voice, as I hold my mouth too scared to yell out all these shoutz.
Instead of resisting all the words, but never even had a choice to come out.
Stabbing my lip as I prevel these words to come out, calmed by your words and you actions of doubt.
Taking all these questions, and putting them into words, maybe some day I'll tell you all these words that even may not be heard.
Inward in this life full of regrets, the words that never been up to allways plead in this dept.
Nevertheless this poem came to an end, so I'll see you later as this thought was always kept.