I must confess

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I must confess that in the shadows I hide,
an unspeakable secret, deep.
In my mind, like whispers of wind,
I plan dialogues I'll never have.
I make the script of dreams discussed,
flowing words, wounded thoughts.
I imagine in the air those bitter talks,
where pride is sometimes seized.
Yet in the light of life,
the words break, the voice is wounded.
I hate to fight, to wear out my soul,
I prefer silence, the peace that calms me.
I must confess that in this silent struggle,
there is strength in love, even if it's disguised.