Sometimes there are no words,
Just a collection of emotions,
Images and feelings
That we want to let out
But can't because
Telepathy hasn't been invented
And you can't give an emotion
With ink.
We think we can
Capture emotion in a symbol
Make others feel something
That we need them to.
Symbols and sounds but
Nothing real.
Sometimes there really are no words.
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Just Watch Me
PoetryA collection of random bits of my life, poems, and general musings. Most likely going to be focusing on Queer issues.
