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Coarse through my veins,

And tell me again.

It weaves through me

Like a strand of silk.

Words circle round,

So fast...

So loud...

A giration of profanity,

And yet it doesn't hurt?

My uncomfortable composure,

Is slowly compromised.

Listen carefully...

And you'll hear a whisper







































































Hold it in,

And be quiet.

Stay silent,

And it always passes by.