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Can you taste the loneliness

that seeps off of your tongue

when you speak to me

or do you ignore it

 

I muse that you don’t even

have the faintest clue

of what those words

mean to you

 

They hurt me

more than they coddle me

they are tiny fickle little letters

full of nothing but matter

 

You don’t know what they mean at all

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