WordsA Poem by LeahWritten: Mar. 20. 07. Inspiration: No idea. Some imagry used (saw it all in a scene played out in my head).Too much to think. About. Not enough to say. Not that it would matter anyway. Never knew if my mouth was open Or closed. It’s open. But nothing’s coming out. Might as well shut up. Too much to dream about. Not enough in play. Not that I would know what to say. Never know if my eyes are open. Or closed. They’re open. But there’s nothing to see. Might as well shut them. Too much to think about. Never enough to say. Bu tit never mattered anyway. You never know if my mouth is open. Or closed. It’s closed. And I won’t open it again. So you might as well shut up. © 2008 LeahAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on July 22, 2008 AuthorLeahstill over there, thinking of why you're not here., INAbouthello there- i thought that it was time to update my biography. i "got my heart back" on the christmas break of 2008; i don't know if it was my boyfriend at the time's fault, or just some Godly mish.. more..Writing
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