Never Enough

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Words flooding from my lips
Each syllable as meaningless as the one before

Words flowing from my pen
Each ink scratch as meaningless as the one before

Do know what I know?
Feel what I feel?

Because I can never write
I can never say
The true and perfect
Words to convey.





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