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| Echoes of your voice cannot be heard. |
It is not you, it is me
I cannot see what you can
I cannot hear what you can
I cannot understand what you speak
Your words resound in the silence deep
But it is you who cannot reach me
An iron wall you have built
Shutting off feelings of pain and guilt
No happiness are you willing to find
Scared of a broken heart, a world unkind
You refuse to live your life to find
The world is full of happiness and hope
Open your heart, and love will pour
This poem is about how people can isolate themselves from others around them and live in their own world.
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