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Aug 2012
When I read you
my poetry
the words sound
like they're not
coming from my
voice.
It sounds foreign,
barbaric and German.
Plath's stuck tongue
ick ick ick's in my
bleeding mouth
and I have no tissue
to wipe the blood,
so as usual I make
an *** of myself.
If it was anyone else
I could stand to
read it aloud,
but now it's all
Cling-on and
tongue clicks.
I sound clichΓ©,
an amateur, but
isn't that what
we all are?
Ashley R Prince
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Ashley R Prince
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