The quiet conversation
Speaking so loud yet not uttering a sound;
it was as if your words were muffled an bound....speaking to my mind for only me to hear..... but because I speak your beautiful language I can hear your words so clear... I look at you as the vibrations of your words flow; as if the words you were speaking were only for you and I to know.... Your eyes look so sad but yet you had this crooked smile; As if the thoughts you were having were all just vicious and vile...
But I just figure your only in deep thought and your conversation was not for me; Should I just walk away or should I continue this journey......
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