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Oct 2014
My words are too quiet
My voice is too soft
Yet I get offended
When people don't get along
With my stinging words
And my ****** mouth
I'd tell you how I feel about this
Yet I don't know how
Not without violence
Not without offense
Not without insult
It just makes no sense
So I try not to talk
And you always feel lonely
For with my lack of words
Come fingers so boney
Gripping your jacket
Or smashing your heart
I write this poem
It's my only good art
It's just for you
But you'll never know
I'll make sure of this stranger
So you can let go
Ann Nicole
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Ann Nicole
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