Loose Lips

Speaking amidst the contemplation.

Vocalizing our sincerest delights
beneath the quilt of amendments.

Priceless thoughts; our true life.
Accounting for every word given.

War poisoned our ideals.

Vocabulary twisted unequivocally;
Context now compromised and demonized.

Watching every word taken.
We no longer know what to say.

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