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Feb 2017
I regurgitate my thoughtsΒ Β and
Immediately reprimand my mouth
For letting the word ***** escape
So badly wishing I could stuff it back in
The words flow out faster than I can stop them
My brain urges me to stop but the word ***** becomes autonomic it switches to autopilot
It self destructs me and continues to speak without my say
The words flow, thick in regret, recklessness and resent
My mind is a garbage site
One that wishes to be cleared
Call that the three r's
S cape
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