Unintentionally Left Blank

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I bit back the words because they were not pretty, poetic or erotic.  I swallowed the bile because I was afraid you would see how much I cared, how much I loved, how much I fell.  But every letter I kept trapped inside ate away at the beauty I never understood I possessed. They pounded my brain while I tried to sleep. They invaded my thoughts when I stared at the walls for eight hours straight.  They taunted me when I dared to wish for my voice to return.  Those words didn’t leave me, they are transforming me … with every breath, with every thought, with every drop of ink I’m prepared to leak.  

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