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Dec 2017
if i talk too much
it because i've spent so long
withering
to a single flame
a forgetful spark
and i am only now beginning
to feel the oxygen
to let the air fuel me
and i cannot stop the avalanche
of words
of thoughts
of lost meanings
from collapsing out of me in a
wild flurry of
sore throats and swollen tongues and
savage cries that for once
aren't for help

if i talk too much
it's because i've got so much
that i never had the chance
to say
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     alex, Glassmuncher, Imran Islam, Rae, Alive and 1 other
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