Mute Of Choice

Silence.

Fills my small words

And drops in the well of voices.

Yet i know

I can raise my voice

Louder than any power

And break my silence.

Shatter it

Like glass under foot.

But my lips remain firm,

Barbed wire stretching the gap.

I am the secret keeper

Who tells none of her own.

I choose this,

In the shadows.

A mute of choice.

For when i speak

People listen.

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