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my thoughts come faster then my mouth can say
so fast nothing is said
my head of solitudeĀ
keeping everything in
blindĀ sided throughout the darkness
many obstacles getting harder
my mouth slowly being sewn shut
forever keeping these thoughts concealed
what is to come of this?
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