When she hurts.

Oldie but goldie, Poetry

And she mumbles in doubt
When her words can only betray her,
And free her from the anguish
That gnaws at her soul.
But still she tarries
But still she fears,
And keeps it all in, choking, aching, hurting,
And hiding her tears.

19/3/2006

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