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Hear the words I don't say
Not just the ones I do
The questions I won't answer
Are an answer, of a kind
Unspoken, not untrue.

See behind the smokescreen
See beyond the stare
Percieve the doubled seemings
Subtle meaning, hidden truth.
(I will not prove I care.)

Ask me, I may answer
Ask me, I might act.
Expect the unexpected
Unsaid is not rejected
But think before the fact.

Penetrate proud armor
The glittering array
Of double-edged decisions
Sere precision, sharp defense
Such deep-wrought wounds betray.

Necessary hardness
Necessary hell
The walls are for a reason
Bitter seasons, brittle words
And lessons learned too well.

Trust is too expensive
Truth can't hurt a stone
A promise once extracted
Is exacted on the soul,
And pain is bourne alone.

Passion is betrayal
The price in pride concealed
There are no second chances
Speak in glances - said is so -
And best left unrevealed.

Listen to the pauses
Listen to the pain
Its what's unsaid that matters
all that matters, in the end.
Or is it all in vain?