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Feb 23
I open my mouth
To say the things
I've always meant to say.
But,
They stick to my throat
Like honey.
Congeal in my lungs
Like tar.
And everything I ever
Meant to say
Remains stuck
Forever a secret hidden away.
CataclysticEvent
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CataclysticEvent  27/F/Between Here and There
(27/F/Between Here and There)   
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     ---, Eris, Jen, Skywlkr and Dennis Willis
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