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Fear

Stop!
To hear my heart beating

It’s pounding faster than it ever has before
Encode it into Morse; its story is long
So much that it won’t stop beating until a voice 
makes sense of its measures

You look to me to see your reflection
You look past me but don’t listen
to the thump that escapes me
My tongue touches the roof and bounces off the walls

You see the crests of its vibrations
It’s just jive; there is no meaning 
unless you can stop
to hear my heart beating

There’s twenty six sounds, I can use every one 
to slash your ego
It’s the only way I know how
to make you feel

Stop
To hear my heart beating

Adrenaline is rushing through this cavity
this void is barely full- 
I must either, flee or fight
but I am unable to move

I thought you could smell fear 
the way I taste distress
You have encased my heart; 
you’ve fished it out and set it aside

Have I become the bait?
You’ve put it in a box (for safe keeping)
Locked it in- 
You’ve thrown the key away

Bring your ear a little closer- 
Lay down- Slowly breathe
This murmur you call silence 
is all I have to give

Stop!
To hear my heart weeping 

This isn’t love, it’s fear
sometimes, they’re one and the same
As for the lamb- three words from you is all it takes
three words and then my heart would be content
to beat and beat and beat again

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