A Word That Sits On Your Lips

you can find it under the bark of age old trees it lives in the skeletons of fallen leaves you can hear it bounce off a carpeted climb concrete laden steel it’s on your mind on the tip of your tongue a word that sits on your lips a thought screams below your vocal chords pointless so never spoken "if only i had" "what if" "if"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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