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Jun 2012
smile for miles
but the others, they don't want to see my teeth
eyes open wide, there was a surprise
the others don't want to hear me speak
keep hiding behind the curtain
kick my boots through the window
find me sitting by the river
where the water never stops moving
i want to get moving
killing the mute
pushing through the fake frowns
would you like to hear my sound?
Ginamarie Engels
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