Words She Couldn’t Say

Unspoken words reverberate
Ricocheting in the darkness
Ping. Ping. Ping.
Silently bouncing, maddening echo
Real thoughts that shan’t escape
Swirl. Swirl. Twirl.
Round and round they race
Furiously building crescendo
Tsunami detonates
Staggering forth
Limp. Weak.
Grasping for peace, silently slips away

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