They're fleeting
My words
In and out
Like breaths
Natural
Understated
Sometimes
Exaggerated
Always heartfelt
Honest
And as past
As they once were present
Don't read too much
Into the words I own
Speak and leak
And pour from my soul
Tomorrow will be different
Perhaps they wont exist at all
Words
Just words
My words
Irrelevant
Fleeting
Words
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