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Just Words
Contributed by
Wicked
on
Tuesday, 29th July 2014 @ 03:49:28 AM in AEST
Topic:
toughstuff
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Placing the pen upon the paper to write a note in the spaces Pressing against it but nothing forms just alot of empty pages I go over this in my head what i wanted to write or to say A million times ive thought about it, but put it off to another day
The words you spoke they cut into me like a knife thru my heart I held my tongue, let you speak, even tho it tore me apart It never made sense, still doesn't, never will i would guess I was too shocked to respond or even try to push it or press
So now I sit and I try to write this message over and over The words I should of spoke or said still remain unspoken Its been a really long time since this all had come to pass And I still cant utter the words, they haven't a chance
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2014-07-29 03:49:28] (Date/Time posted on
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