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Nonsense

I'm losing my ability to speak

soon, no one will be able to understand me

i'll be speaking gibberish

using slang that no one can place

reinventing english

until language is my own

 

I use the same words

but they never have the same meaning

I speak in circles until my head buzzes

and my mouth is too tired to move

 

I am a mute

and a soundbox

an animal -- only one of my kind

unable to communicate

with a single living soul

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liz-devine
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Feb 16, 2017
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