The Bomb of Unspoken Words
Word that need to be let out into the open
The Bomb of Unspoken Words
A clock without a whisper ticks,
each second sewn with silent tricks.
Letters coil like a cut off tongue,
phrases unsaid, a song unsung.
Unspoken silence, loud and bare,
words that hover in the air.
A fuse of quiet thoughts ignites,
a spark that shivers through the nights.
The bomb, a sphere of veiled intent,
a weight of moments never spent.
It waits, it counts, a breath, a sigh
the blast of truths we let pass by.
In shadows deep, the tension grows,
a weird land where the silence blows.
When time runs out, the quiet breaks,
revealing all that fear forsakes.
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