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My Heart Speaks in Whispers – © Lauren E. Wilson

My heart speaks in whispers.

It’s desires silences to all

but a quiet breath,

all that can be heard is the

ticking of time

 

tic tic tic tic

 

There is power here

an inferno building—

a phoenix awaiting its birth,

the roar of passion

and the shrill cry of bravery—

A woman awaiting to be

awoken.

 

But the whispering girl

still resides on her throne.

Quiet—

 

tic tic tic tic

 

Time is running out

for Phoenix and Bravery.

For a fire can only burn

for so long

before

it

extinguishes.

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Author:

Lauren is an eclectic mix of a lot of hobbies. She loves old movies, musical theatre, opera, video games, and many, many other things that would take hours to name.

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