Devoid

Thursday, December 08, 2005:

These are the words of another
The words of unfamiliarity
Words of the heart that circumvent the head
And burst forth in a prose that lacks meaning
Words that are held back by fears
And words that tend to bring only tears
Why can I not accept these words as my own?
Why do they always seem so foreign?
Like a poem written in a language unknown
These are the words that are all to far away
Kept under lock and key
And when they manage to escape they run free
Paramount over everything
I do not trust these words inside me
Chris // 12/08/2005

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