TalkA Poem by ChanteeLetters turn to words that turn to sentences, but when you really think about it... do we all comprehend. The words are there but the sound is missing. No remote to turn up the sound, no button for easy. The words seem so easy; Ask me to write and they flow so gently like a stream with no rapids. But ask me to speak; up comes the dam. words stop coming, thoughts stop forming. cause and effect. panic and fear. no words. talk. © 2011 Chantee |
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Added on December 29, 2011 Last Updated on December 29, 2011 AuthorChanteeNCAboutI'm Tay. 23. I've recently started writing short stories. I've written poetry since I was young to help get my feelings out. I love to write to clear my mind and just as a form of expression in genera.. more..Writing
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