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get the words out.
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300 words or less.
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I have nothing left to say.
Everything has fallen to a fixed meaning.
Autumn has come
and the leaves are falling out of my hair.
The wind speaks of new horizons. (more)
We've planted the words we repeat so often,
Buried them deep in the rich soil of our hearts
hoping they truly take root and grow skyward
green and true, blossoming into luscious petals
beyond the beauty of the mere words
I love you (more)
Letdown.  Nothing more, nothing less, and that was always what he would be.

Alone at night, while the second hand ticks in small circles 'round the circumference of the clock face, he thinks that to himself, eyes blank and mouth a thin line.  These are the things he cannot say(more)