Gears
Gears turn my thoughts
Perhaps it's not that bad
But my mouth butchers the words
A strange alien language I speak
Those closest to me barely understand
A twisted poet, I am
Circumstances have led me to this
I cannot speak how I used to
My writing stayed the same
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Su Ar | Year Posted 2022
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