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Oct 2020
half finished sentences roll in my mouth
threatening their next words
almost like bombs.
they contain secrets
that would change my word in a moment
they hold my downfall
they hold my rise
and always on the tip of my tongue they roll
when I'm around you
Written by
Julianna  14/F/NY
(14/F/NY)   
84
   CZ
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