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My words are discarded.
They are throwaways--
Negligible in the ears
If those that won't
Or don't understand.

I think about these words that no one wants--
[not even me]
[not ever me]

All of these
Thoughts
Words
All of then
USELESS

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Abused
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Words that soak like
Ink to the tip of my tongue

Useless

Useless

Useless

I spit out the ink
I try again and again and again

To speak what you want me to

What

You

Want

[I try and try to see what you see]

With these glass glazed eyes
I can't see what you see
I can't speak the words you want

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Abused
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My words are

Just

Words

Simple words
Nothing else

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