If I did not tremble,
When you spoke the magic words,
And treat them as words, simply words.
If I could hold back my tears,
When you spoke the angry words,
And treat them as words, simply words.
If I could hold my heart,
When you said goodbye,
And treat them as words, simply words.
If I did not rely on words
To say what lay in your heart,
Yet hear the words you never spoke.
If I did not spend the years
Dying to hear what you never said,
I could have broken free,
Free of the words,
Words, said and unsaid,
Oh, simply words!
Sunday, July 20, 2008
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