The silent rumble
Of my crippled heart
At times seemed to be forgotten
Though in times of mourning
The quiet rustle of chains
Tighting around the edges
The twisting and turning
And with the final clank and click
Temporarily will the seal hold
Timing and judgement
Hold the true answer
For behind sealed lips
Lies dead ended paths
Reminiscing.... thine
Barriers crumble with
Soft spoken mumbles
First breath
Of release....
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