Another question put away for later
Only left to turn rancid behind cowards teeth,
Or an over protected heart.
A choice made to stay happy
In a clouded mind seems content
Through blind eyes,
And these hurtful answers
Seem nonexistent to deafened ears
When they may have never heard them,
While these thoughts live on as ghosts
As a scar on a slit tongue.
a.l.c
pouringtruth 
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