Names Without Numbers
Loose Tongues And Hurricanes
a bitten tongue my worst mistake
choking back the words so needed limits made to be exceeded epiphany perhaps a coup de grace regretting every moment wasted sickened by the hate i've tasted
from abundance of the heart the words cascade
outward signs no longer masquerade what we feel inside
a gaping mouth words flow like cyanide
poisoning relationships and killing trust with dagger lips a turning point that seems always for the worse
what else would have you suggested syntax ruin manifested
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