Articulation

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Not a word was uttered

Not a word was said

But can't you see how sober

Are the words in my head?

Unspoken were my confessions

Hidden deep in my heart

The lack of articulation

Is keeping my sanity part

I gathered all my thoughts

Used the best of my utterance

But it never really helped a lot

And now... I lost my chance

©2017 by Rescel Ocampo


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