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July 2006
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So many things I want to say
So many- too many, but
The words they-
They never come
I open my mouth and they never come
Garbled, mixed and mashed
Around in my head they crash
But I open my mouth and they
They never come
Pouring into my heart and soul
Spun around like a mixing bowl,
But I open my mouth and they
They never come
Once in awhile one will tumble
Free, Free from my mouth it stumbles
but I open it again and they
they never come
They are eating away inside of me
but they
they never come