The life unspoken
is one of me broken
lost each day with all the words I try to say
and I still can’t pray.
The life unspoken
its seems so token
to be me just for another day
but I must pray.
The life unspoken
Will go left unsaid.
Let’s pray.
POEM | The life unspoken.
The life unspoken is one of me broken lost each day with all the words I try to say and I still can’t pray. The life unspoken its seems so token to be me just for another day but I must pray. The life unspoken Will go left unsaid. Let’s pray.…
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