whose soul we speak of

alienates the lie and finds itself alone

never learned the meaning of

silence, to keep quiet in

truth and speak words of love,

instead of overblown hyperbole,

the need to be known

the anxious expectation

the driving force

the anger

thrashes

not expecting change

but only catharsis

a roughing out of the soul

a sinful discourse

though based in truth

it finds itself alone

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