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Jul 2014
Theres an energy that you emit,
before sound leaves your lips,
that makes all the words that you can't say,
come out in a language I don't speak

I beg for answers without ever saying a word,
hoping that you can read the look in my eyes
but it's foreign to you; I can tell
20something
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