There are voices coming from the dark
They’re distorted, but they make their mark
As like the Red Sea, they make the silence part
And the returning flood then drowns my heart.
"When I am writing, I am trying to find out who I am…" –Maya Angelou
There are voices coming from the dark
They’re distorted, but they make their mark
As like the Red Sea, they make the silence part
And the returning flood then drowns my heart.
Rachel, you express so much in so few words! ❤ Happy Halloween!
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Why, thank you. ☺ Happy Halloween to you too (albeit a bit belated)!
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