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As I look @ the page and look @ the empty lines.
Words flow from my mind
But don’t make sense on paper.
I look for a thought
a rhyme or a tune
but when my pen touches paper
the words bounce off the page
and float off into space.
If only my words could flow out as one
and connect with others to form something
understandable, something that can be easily heard
&
felt by
Minds
Eyes
&
Ears.
Words can be loved & hated all at once.
You want to say something.
You say it in your head over
&
Over
But when it comes time to say it out loud
You can’t remember a
Single phrase,
A word,
Or why your even talking.
We are all unique
In what we
Say
Do
Act
Live
&
Love.
The next time you can’t
Remember what to say
&
Find yourself lost for words.
Relax
Take a deep breath
&
Just say whatever comes out.
It may be
Funny
Silly
Or
Weird.
No matter what you say
It will be from
YOU
and only
YOU
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