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Nov 2014
How am I supposed to talk to you?
To me that doesn't seem secure

My trust in you didn't grow
You missed it in your overflow

If you would forego
I could follow though

I feel like on a floe
Wavering in an icy show



You demand my words
But I want to be free like birds

When I tried to talk I was unheard
Making me a flightless bird
Written while listening to Agnes Obel's album Aventine.
Written by
Christina R Wright
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