Words in Private Moments.
There is something about it something about the flow
It's giving it some thought and seeing where it goes
You start with a series of letters forming words and sentences
You lace them together with some meaning and purposeful pauses
One word leads to another and it spills out upon the page,
It's all there before you, love, fire, desire and rage,
You reach deep down inside, to rip it all out,
You use words in these private moments that leave no doubt,
And when you are all done, and that moment is over,
You regret to speak such evil, of one who was once a lover,
But you can't hide from that feeling, and it is there in your sigh
It's there in every word, behind the meaning in every line.
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