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My words are nothing Hollow, empty Without something to lean back on My words are broken Cracking, shattered When they are left alone Dry and dusty Spurts of constantants Silence is a comfort Dizzy and falling Heavy blocks of vowels A last, a final vow I won't leave
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 8:22 PM UTC
Final Vow
My words are nothing Hollow, empty Without something to lean back on My words are broken Cracking, shattered When they are left alone Dry and dusty Spurts of constantants Silence is a comfort Dizzy and falling Heavy blocks of vowels A last, a final vow I won't leave
TheOwlThing
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 8:22 PM UTC
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