Escape.

The words release themselves from their prison
inside my head
when I exhale. They do not understand that they are
not welcome
in this world. My body does not control them any more. 
They are free. 
But I cannot understand the consequences of lifting
my own personal
burdens. 
I miss you, the words
are small and insignificant
but resounding. 
I hope they are not true, 
>but they are.

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