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Jun 2013
Why are we talking
when we've already wasted
so many words?
You'd think we would have
run out of things
to say
just as fast as we've
run out of time,
but this love
is starved
and we were hoping
that our words would act as flesh
forgetting that
it was our words
that made us so skeletal
in the first place.
© M.K.B.
Sadie K
Written by
Sadie K  North America
(North America)   
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