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May 2019
When words are your outlet, where do you put them?

When words are what you believe in, how do you keep faith?

When words are your obsession, how do you keep a distance?

When words have betrayed you, how do you gain trust?

When words are all you have, what do you say back?

When words are your enemy, how do you come to peace?

When words are your sin, how do you atone?

When words are independant, how do you sieze control?

When words is your word of choice, how do you describe them?

Words are the blessing, and our greatest curse.

Words brought me here, with no map to guide me home.
Michael
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