The Great War

[autisticemue]

Dear Lord. My chest is swelling with an army of words and they are roaring at the barracade of my teeth and bombarding me with their meaning. I don't know how long I can keep this feeling at bay. How long i can keep it under the hat. I long to speak but cannot, for the deaf ears for they need to fall on have abandoned me. The words have banded

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[anonymous]

the deaf ears have not abandoned you.