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Impressions,      Expectations,           Disappointments, Imprinted on beautiful minds. Rivers ran through my veins, As I tried to bite off more than one can chew; To every music, I danced But I cut my tongue, once. Skeptics,      Critiques,           Vanity Even at the depths of my despair, Good things were dead, worsts were born; I was distorted by lies because I lied too So I cut my tongue, again. Changes,      Changes,           Changes In every rhythm of my breath, I tried to re-build those memories, Still I could not. I might hurt people with my words, Better cut my tongue into pieces.
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Jan 9, 2012
Jan 9, 2012 at 5:34 AM UTC
I Cut My Tongue
Impressions,      Expectations,           Disappointments, Imprinted on beautiful minds. Rivers ran through my veins, As I tried to bite off more than one can chew; To every music, I danced But I cut my tongue, once. Skeptics,      Critiques,           Vanity Even at the depths of my despair, Good things were dead, worsts were born; I was distorted by lies because I lied too So I cut my tongue, again. Changes,      Changes,           Changes In every rhythm of my breath, I tried to re-build those memories, Still I could not. I might hurt people with my words, Better cut my tongue into pieces.
-Lhordyx © January 9, 2012
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Jan 9, 2012
Jan 9, 2012 at 5:34 AM UTC
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