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Saturday, March 31, 2012


What if these words are all of me
Never more, never less
Just these silly, stupid words
That make up my heart
That make up my soul

The mind is easy
connections and
chemicals and synapses

But these words that we are
alone don't make any sense
they expose you
tell your secret inner world
take what is
and what wasn't
and never will be
And turn it into some sort of dream

But all they'll be are words
Never anything more
And it scares me to death
that these words are all I'll ever be.

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