One Silent Whisper

My breath departs my body
And to where, no body knows
As the wind rattles at my window
Do my thoughts seem as hollow?

My body bleeds and so it leaks
My tainted breath and so I speak
My eyelid slung, but never hallowed
My tender lips as moist, but never sorrowed

Deep are the feelings caught inside?
Kept in turn I can confide
Like the beads of water caressing the pane
Saddened thoughts, I can't explain

One silent whisper, as I speak
Alone at night, how I feel so meek

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