Guest guest Posted June 15, 2006 Report Share Posted June 15, 2006 Where Are The Words It all turns into a blur Just lines of black dots Sitting there The sense of it Is gone, The ache in my belly Persists As the black dots, Turn into strange shapes They mumble and gurgle With jumbled sounds Twisting back and forth As if to speak Yet having nothing to say They are so quiet, The whispers of echoes Die, entering my eyes, Perhishing before reaching Brain cells to untwist the shapes Into language. There is nothing there And my belly cries out Feed me ______________________ Check out AOL.com today. Breaking news, video search, pictures, email and IM. All on demand. Always Free. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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