If I were speechless
How would you receive my whisper?
Would you decipher my thought between comas?
Maybe the bouncer would punch my sight
Just before I violated your soul
How would you describe to the judge my crime
When you are craving
Would your speakles lips cry for me
In their drown
Would I just swim mute, inside
Erect, like a flag, on a hilltop with an anthem and a win
Or I would be like now
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