Stories We Tell

Each day is filled with an absence
of the words you cry at night,
and I wonder what would happen
if you let them out into the light

Tell the world all of the lyrics
of the songs you have never sung,
and the stories that are trapped
when you bit your tongue

Stoic poetry

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