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Dec 2012
take words
make them into non-words
rob them of their meaning
each syllable is fleeting
away
poor words
think they're moving forwards
trap us into corners
they're the truest tortured souls
safe words
what a funny notion
it seems the deals are broken
these simple laws of motion
defy
my words
though carefully, i chose them
it's sad to see them broken
they changed right as a spoke them
they died
This is actually a song I wrote with acoustic guitar accompaniment.
M Elizabeth
Written by
M Elizabeth  America
(America)   
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