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Oct 2014
My words are dying
they lie lifeless
Upon my tongue,
A heavy weight jars my
Jaw open,
Nouns,
Consonants,
Letters
& words leave a
Decomposing taste in my mouth,
My throat is slowly
Clogged,
From the dead words slipping
Down my throat
Suffocating.
Drowning.
Silence.
As the words clog out the sound
They once flew with wings upon
The air, heard no more
My words have died
They lie dead on my breath
No longer heard with *sound
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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