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Jun 2010
The words are trapped inside my mouth.
The liquid muzzle
Put there by *** and uncomfortable situations
Locks my jaw
Shut
For hours.
I sit here
Always on the brink of words
But they never come out.

I hope one day they will.
Written by
Christine
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