Thursday, May 10, 2012

unopened letters

it's not even like I know what I'd write in response.
(because I can only write, never speak; my mouth is stupid)

and they don't even make sense now.
I alienate my selves, creating huge wordwalls that fail to transcend moments.

ugh
who are you and what are you trying to tell me
i don't understand


you're doing it again.

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