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Poetry
I try to say the words, I want them to spill out. yet they suffocate me, drowning me, so I can not speak or utter a word of the things I've seen.
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Just words that flow A river in my head It twists and turns And never stays the same The current is strong You can never go back Pen it down And remember The joy of the ride Through the rough bumpy tide That are the words In my mind.

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