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Lost
Poems
Jun 2018
the garden of my body
tangled in my mouth
and
past my lips
are words I dare not speak.
anything but words
I
mean to say
and what I do not mean.
vines that grow like weeds
I cannot
breathe
I cannot
speak
it suffocates me
punctures lungs
and
tears the heart
until
I cease to be.
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