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WHEN GRIEF HAD A VOICE (92 BPM TESTIMONY DIALOGUE) by Reese

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WHEN GRIEF HAD A VOICE (92 BPM TESTIMONY DIALOGUE)

Dre Drum Architecture + Conscious Cinematic Street

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If grief had a voice, it wouldn’t yell, It would sit right next to you and learn your hell,
It would breathe in the silence where the memories live, And say I′m only here because you had something to give.
I try to be strong, but I′ve been losing pieces, Love left in hope, left in my own mind′s pieces.
If you really hear grief, say it with your chest, Tell me why I can′t feel it.
I′m the shadow on the wall when the room gets cold, The phone that don′t ring back, the story half told.
I don′t come for strangers, I come where love stayed, Where a future got planned, then taken away.
I live in old photos, in the almost years, And if I had one more day, kind of tears,
You can change your city, you can change your name, But I′m the quiet reminder that love came with pain.
I lost my fianc′e and it broke my whole lane, Like my heart got evicted and left in the rain,
Then I lost my child to an abortion, God, I still grieve, I still wonder who they be,
And if you still hear me, then I lost my life to prison,
Time stole my breath and I shot myself in the head, I was flirting with death,
Had my brain gone, they said I wouldn′t do nothing again, But I learned to read, write, walk, and I did it again.
If grief had a voice, it would say I′m here, I feel you when it′s quiet and the night too clear.
I′m here, because love was real.
If grief had a voice, it would cry through the night, Like a wound with a heartbeat that won′t leave my life.
I′m proof, your love with your whole life.
Where was faith when the casket closed tight? Where was peace when your prayers had no light?
You tell him be strong, but you don′t feel his chest, You don′t wake up at three when the trauma won′t rest,
You say God got you, but look at his scars, Look at that cell block, look at them bars,
Tell me how he smiles when his world got erased, I don′t leave quick, I like to stay in place.
Grief you can visit, but you can′t be king, You can talk loud, but you don′t run a thing,
He can miss what he lost and still stand in truth, He can carry that pain and not choke his roots.
God don′t waste nothing, not tears, not nights, Not broken minds, not desperate fights,
Your evidence love was deep, I agree, But you′re not the author, you don′t write his destiny.
If grief had a voice it would say don′t run, I′m the shadow behind the setting sun,
But faith keep calling me back to the light, Saying you can hurt and still fight.
I, I, I, I, I, I, I
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