Repititon

Merri was an actress

She memorized her words

Everything she's ever said

Was something that she'd heard

Her bother was an artist

And every thing he drew

Was shown to him with all the words

The world had taught him through

Merri loved the silence

For it was something that was not made

And you may chose to end your words

But silence does not fade

Her brother loved the silence

For through silence he had thoughts

And every thought his mind would get

Would inspire art in that spot

Merri uses all her words

But she likes the silence more

For all the words were memorized

They were repetition, nothing more