A Scream
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It's always there
in the unseasoned parts
Awaiting to burst out
of the cage
It longs to be heard
yet fears the shock
on the listener's face
A scream!
The language of anguish
buried beneath patience
and discretion
The scream within,
with a silence louder
than a voice.
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