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Where do I begin? How can I possibly convey these emotions with words? Sweet brutal language I can use all the words And still feel like I’ve said nothing Such a rich history That you and I share Lengthy, indeed Convoluted as all hell One might choose the word, “rich” to describe such times One might also choose the word, “poor” Selection of words is so delicate It requires not only accuracy but precision as well Step lightly Eat your words Know not what you say Beg for mercy with your language I struggle to grasp the best way to say how I feel I grapple with winning this game Time and time again, I feel like I’m failing though Not only myself and you, but us Will I say what you want to hear? Am I capable of expressing how I truly feel? Will the words move you? Will they mean anything to anyone? None of the questions will be answered however Unless I choose to publish the thoughts that circulate through my mind My wicked cruel brain Plays tricks on us both Gush you say I’ll make us cry both instead.
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Apr 4, 2013
Apr 4, 2013 at 5:24 PM UTC
confabulation
Where do I begin? How can I possibly convey these emotions with words? Sweet brutal language I can use all the words And still feel like I’ve said nothing Such a rich history That you and I share Lengthy, indeed Convoluted as all hell One might choose the word, “rich” to describe such times One might also choose the word, “poor” Selection of words is so delicate It requires not only accuracy but precision as well Step lightly Eat your words Know not what you say Beg for mercy with your language I struggle to grasp the best way to say how I feel I grapple with winning this game Time and time again, I feel like I’m failing though Not only myself and you, but us Will I say what you want to hear? Am I capable of expressing how I truly feel? Will the words move you? Will they mean anything to anyone? None of the questions will be answered however Unless I choose to publish the thoughts that circulate through my mind My wicked cruel brain Plays tricks on us both Gush you say I’ll make us cry both instead.
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Apr 4, 2013
Apr 4, 2013 at 5:24 PM UTC
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