We lurk in the shadows when we want to be seen. No one can hear our cries for help because our voice utters a whisper instead. Your heart longs to express what you feel, but your mind can't select the right words. So you end up residing in silence. Wishing you could've spoken, a dissapointment stirs inside of your being. Fear is holding you back. Break through? Never. That would be too hard. We are the shadows who walk in step with the quiet. We won't make a sound.
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