Burial Of The Self

When I open my mouthÂ
Your words spring from my lips.
The song I sing
 Has your lyrics...your melody.
The road I walk endless... grinding...
 Diminutive In your shadow.
Shed a bitter tear for dreams unrealized.
Sense of self eroded , downtrodden,
Soon extinct.....
Rest in peace unique one.
Your differences are not celebrated here.
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really nice write linda keep writingÂ
Thank you .