Speak or Forever

What are these words that fill my head
With dread? Better dead than unsaid; led by
Who knows what phantom thought, bled
From within, sapped of spoken strength and never heard
By outer soul or inner ear. I fear
The silence that lies in wait for those who
Speak too late.

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