Again, that Sound.A Poem by KevyyCatalystSounds so nice when its unheard.You hear it again, that sound.. is it rain hitting sidewalk, or something more profound. It could be a ticking clock. The swish of wind brushing your ear. Maybe life's beautiful narration. It is nothing you should ever fear. Something with a good vibration.. It always goes unnoticed, because its rather expected. Even if its the sound that is closest A sound you left rejected. You can not tell if it is harsh or soft A sound you repel no matter the cost. This sound is unheard by you And how I echos for me How could you begin to construe what is this sound suppose to be? It seems this sound only I hear The sound may be weak.. but it has a voice that is clear. The voice that I speak.
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StatsAuthorKevyyCatalystAboutHello, I'm 20 years old now. I am Pan-sexual. I am a Male who wishes to be a Female. A lot of people have called me kind with an open heart and mind. I am very accepting, however I will not associate .. more..Writing
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