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Chatty Kathy

She talked and talked without ever having to stop

 

Needless to say

 

All she said was novel and splendid,

 

If you really paid attention and listened closely you’d be astounded

 

She painted images and idea’s that have yet to be imagined

 

Questioned the questions that have been left unanswered

 

But people grew bored and her voice was muted and drowned out

 

Chatty Kathy then shut her mouth

 

And presumed to take on fake and uninteresting small talk

 

Because no one really cared to listen

 

Glorious thoughts and notions being forced into a cage, her own mind.

 

She’s alright with this

 

Too bad, that Chatty Kathy could have opened your mind to new heights.

 

Only the people who inquire what she really has to say are on a different level

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Jul 18, 2013
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