So many words.
So many languages.
So many expressions of one's self to explore.
So many memories to call on.
Too many words.
Too many languages.
Too many expressions of one's self to explore.
Too many memories to call on.
It all gets jumbled up and comes crashing in my brain.
Such a massive collision I cannot explain.
The lies and the truths.
The hurts and the joys.
The pain and the agony of a suffering little girl.
Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 2:32 AM UTC
So many words.
So many languages.
So many expressions of one's self to explore.
So many memories to call on.
Too many words.
Too many languages.
Too many expressions of one's self to explore.
Too many memories to call on.
It all gets jumbled up and comes crashing in my brain.
Such a massive collision I cannot explain.
The lies and the truths.
The hurts and the joys.
The pain and the agony of a suffering little girl.
So many times when I have so much to share and say the above happens and nothing will come out.
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