I can't force the words to my fingertips.
I feel them run through my veins,
they haunt me in my dreams
and taunt me in even the brightest days.
I know that there are expressions in my heart,
but my mind just doesn't know where to start.
The words seem to race inside my head
no sense or form just a crazy haze.
Deep inside I feel their meaning,
but they still confuse these fingertips.
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