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Self censored I bite my own tongue Till it bleeds And small seeds Of doubt and worry Scurry From my throat Down down down To my stomach. Can’t breathe for the Stifling Can’t speak for the thoughts Rifling through my heart Tearing apart the layersI have sewn. Ripping at seams And spilling through the gaps Fears planted Enchanted All I can do is gag.
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Feb 25, 2010
Feb 25, 2010 at 7:25 PM UTC
bite down till it bleeds
Self censored I bite my own tongue Till it bleeds And small seeds Of doubt and worry Scurry From my throat Down down down To my stomach. Can’t breathe for the Stifling Can’t speak for the thoughts Rifling through my heart Tearing apart the layersI have sewn. Ripping at seams And spilling through the gaps Fears planted Enchanted All I can do is gag.
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jacqe-booth
Australian
Feb 25, 2010
Feb 25, 2010 at 7:25 PM UTC
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