Raised Voices

So much for raising my voice
Why won't you do
What could fill this situation
A foot here
A heart there
We're a multitude
In a being
In a moment
The things we feel 
Unending
How a raised voice
Can fill tears in our eyes
Who would have ever thought
It wasn't my voice
Or what I said 
You were pained by loss
Quieten me Abba
For there are many hurting
Without comfort
As they remember 
Their past struggles 

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