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Jun 2020
No one understands the shortcomings of words better than I
Their irrevocable price of tongue and heart
Fragments of phrases slip through my futile fingers
Grasping at the threads tangled across languages

Intricate perplexing aggravating
As a shoelace-knot of a sentence
Shallow entangling ensnaring
As a spiderweb of speech

Impaired by the limitations of expression
Further subjected to inequivalence in hollow translations
Rendering me to scrawl in desperate-blue
ink words reminiscent of my love for you.
Written by
Christian C  21/Non-binary/Chicago
(21/Non-binary/Chicago)   
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   sparklysnowflake
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