An Expence of Words

by sad to bad to glad   Oct 11, 2007


I'm nearly at any expense
To understand the words speaking in my head
The words spoken are interrogating my mind
With every word as despised as mine
To argue the truth as I wonder around
Seems to be the only fear
That is a real sound
Naive is it might be
The words spoken also told
A sorrow can also be revealed

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