Writing letters in my head,
So many things left unsaid.
Putting pen to paper--I am slacking,
But thoughts, I am not lacking.
So much writing I want to do,
So many things to say to you.
Trying to keep all these words inside,
All these thoughts I try to hide--
Some day they will all come out,
One day these words will clearly shout.
But for now, they all stay in my head,
As if they were all dead.
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