taking words from me
twisting
until they bend no further
they’re lifeless things
but I’m holding them dear
lest they dissipate
so many seasons
just watching and waiting
now I know it’s not too late
even if today is the last
even if you try to erase me
my soul has been unlocked
and there’s no stopping
the flood of thoughts
I’m going to share
some are beautiful
you’ll like those
some are truly hideous
you’ll want to run
and warn others
to stay away
it doesn’t matter
I’m not writing for them
or for you
The Word Rummager 
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