Things Left Unspoken

Words, words pouring on top of each other like fine sugar
Filling this frangible heart of mine up to the rim
Threatning to spill over
Causing a mess, one that may never get cleaned
Each one screeching to be set free
Let loose like vultures waiting to attack
And kill all the sweet things
That dares to linger here
In this frangible heart of mine
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