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Could Have Been

when the words no longer flow
expression becomes stilted
sliding along the edge of something
yet blanking towards the pain of nothing

he thought to trap me
in a cage of words
to mute my voice
with his subtle interest

vindictiveness was never my forte
neither was virtue
yet the pale walls scream
like a blank page

I know why the caged bird sings
boredom propels it
to seek in art what is missing
why does it seem like everything is missing

funny how silence rings in your ears
or is that the blood pumping
the need for words scratching at the surface of my skin
is love suppose to feel like this

the bed squeaks its answer
his body next to mine
hot and sweaty
my brain screaming to be released

he thought to trap me
in a cage of words
wrapped in a licentious promise
going nowhere fast and furious

yet here I am again
with nothing between me and the paper
but a pen that does not move
and a memory of what could have been

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