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DON'T LET ME

 Don't let me tell you

 what I've been through

Or the lengths I went to


Deepest rivers and majestic silence

Like danger, it's palpable

Silence that haunts and stalks

Like the wild beasts of the Amazon

Crouching tigers and hidden dragons

Don't let me say what I've been through


Some in life will think you've

Had it easy. But you're silent

You have your reasons

Like your thoughts you've

Kept imprisoned

Just so your heart could fly

All the stories you buried (deep)

So one day your mind could sprout


Don't let me tell you

The things I went through

Just so my mind will sprout


I've always had 

My God and a warm bed

And a family for me that cares


I give thanks for the life I've had

It's also made me who I am

All the things I went through

And the times that God came through

All the scars I carry

And times behind I tarried


Just yesterday was a great day I

Wouldn't speak of

Maybe tomorrow I'll later pick up

But don't let me

Tell you things I've been through

Everyone has what they go through

I only pray it doesn't create more brutes

This much, I can tell you


Don't let me tell you

The things I went through

Just so my mind will sprout


Deepest rivers and majestic silence

Like danger, it's palpable

Silence that haunts and stalks

Like wild beasts of the Amazon

Crouching tigers and hidden dragons

Don't let me say what I've been through

Or even the lengths I went to...


© el-iyanu

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