'Paranoia' by Trish |
The words frighten me. How strange they sound.
Words have power, others are moved by them.
One must be careful of what they say.
What did those, words say? What did they mean?
You who spoke and listen, tell me!
But you don't answer. There's only silence.
Perhaps it was I who said the words?Perhaps I have a message for myself?
But that doesn't make sense.
A message is given to one by another
I have no news for myself or for, another.
Of course, there is...but that is under the seal of secrecy.
Trushie
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