These words run from my mouth like a river with no end
They have no form, they have no meaning
They are deep, they are my feelings, there is no way to stop them
Take them as they are, so full of nothingness, just air
These words, these words, what can I say about them?
They are just words, no one takes them seriously anymore
Should I say them, or should I just keep them inside?
The longer they stay inside, the more they swirl and become angry
Who listens and reads words anymore?
Are the words just a way to take up space?
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"I stare blankly at the sky wondering when the world comes to an end so no longer must I deal with my emotions." - Me
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