No matter how loud i shout in my silent
people who love to engage
to love and to be loved
to associate and be accepted
to live and enjoy living
past that will forever distort their joy
past they feel like been chained
furry and fire consuming them
like a lily planted in desert region
like a honey without a comb
like a man born without a woman
like vikings without the birds
i yield with no one to understand
my pains are eating me up like breakfast
like lunch it has set me ablaze
and has consumed me like diner
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