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Lay within me,

    The colloquy shrouded in hushed tones,

Afraid to speak too boldly.
                Allow me to read between the lines
  of uncertainty and doubt
secrets heavier than the body that
Bears them
  I collect them, they are cinder blocks on my shelf
Let the silence become laden
      and more permanent than the broken syllables  
     more vehement than the heaves of your sigh
      I do not need your words,
  dolor
envelopes us softly
       and lulls you to sleep.