a collection of words

jumbled up in a pile

little things that I’ve heard

but haven’t used in awhile

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bounce around like a ball

stirring up this commotion

dribbling down the halls

pure untapped emotion

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a tap, tap, tap, tap vibrating the glass

continuously begging for attention

a dire question intentionally unasked

though nobody once dared to mention

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dribbles like water spewing out of my head

like a rusty old unmaintained spigot

all those things pondered yet still left unsaid

as if no one intended to speak them

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now overflow spilling onto a page

second thoughts, turn of phrases and rhymes

creating journeys no one’s ever made

holding them forever in time