silent shroud

when i speak
i sound like a freak
when i write
it fills me with fright

when i speak
with my lips
my words collide
like errant ships

when i write
what i want to show
it comes out right
albeit ghastly slow

yet if i need
words to make me proud 
i cannot silently read
but must read aloud
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About Brad Werner

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