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[mbluemelas]

I've said and written so many things
my words were my wings.
They set me free, put me above the trees.

Now words have become an anchor.
They are what is keeping me from flight.
I will remain silent tonight.

Now the words have gotten lodged stuck in my throat,
I try to sing like the bird but choke,
I cut my throat to free the words
But just bleed where i once wrote.

My words were once my wings,
but now they have become my rifle.