I write secret songs
Lyrics longing to be learned.
I sing in a voice of silence,
Only wanting to be heard.
What is it about being seen
That makes me want to run
and hide?
I feel tiny trapped within
This mouse of an appearance,
With a whale sized heart inside.
a.l.c
pouringtruth 
I too write “secret songs”. Reading your poem made me feel a kinship. Beautiful! ❤️
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Thank you, my kind friend 😊
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BeUtifully insightful! In sight you’re full of inner power!
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Thank you! It seems to be an over looked power sometimes 🙂
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A whale-sized heart indeed! And one you share so beautifully. Thank you.
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😊 thank you for reading and being so kind 🙌🏼
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You’re so very welcome
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“I sing in a voice of silence” this is a deeply moving poem. Beautiful.
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Just shared to twitter – hope you don’t mind.
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Of course not 🙂 thank you for reading and sharing my words!
I have heard the writing community on Twitter is pretty big and awesome 😎 I made one but I haven’t used it because I’m not familiar with Twitter really…
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It is a good community – time consuming both because you have to engage and because it is so engaging but I think worth it.
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😎 I will have to use it more
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…It wouldn’t fit!
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Imagining this as a beverage.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Wow. Just perfect. Same here.
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Your words describe it perfectly. The inner conflict. Wanting to be seen and understood and fearing the spotlight :))
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💗
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