Mr. Lovette thankyou…
“and words are like poison, that sinks down inside you.”
that they could be. I’ll keep them as thoughts, that isolate, infuriate, and sadden.
what keeps them on one side of these lips?
what good are words when you know not where to put them?
what good are thoughts when there’s no reason to put them to words?
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