No More Words, Show Me
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Cj Heck
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Words slowly chip away
at the good that was
til they deaden a giving heart.
Plates piled high
with hurtful names,
or full of blame,
pointing angry fingers
with words.
(Clean up your plate,
must eat up the reasons,
all the reasons
why I had to change,
never you)
Finish lines moved
with more words.
I love you's thrown like confetti
as if your 'because' was real.
No more words.
If you love me,
show me.
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