A Voice Poem by Mariela Contreras

A Voice

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I want to scream out the top of my lungs,
Walking around
I couldnt read their faces
I couldnt speak their tounges
I couldnt ask for comfort
I had no voice
I had no words
Roaming around
empty faces
Im on two feet,
useless
looking out for the sun to fill my face
Searching for the tase of rain to meet my tongue
Im racing to catch my breath
im gone.

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