They say that things finally break you
Are the words caught in your throat.
And she has years of thoughts bot uttered
Crammed in the pockets of her coat.
A whisper amongst a world
That's learnt only to speak.
Where silence must be broken for proof that it is weak.
But wherein lies the weakness
Of keeping words held in your hand?
When others listen to reply
She listens just to understand
Surely its strength when things unspoken
Fill the room up to the brim
And she's the only one among them
Who has taught herself to swim.
©lexiiiii
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