I try so hard to find the words
a mountain lodged inside
my throat
I wish you could see inside my heart
instead of oceans in
my eyes
do you think we can go back and start
the day over?
when we wake, will you leave?
will you still love me?
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I try so hard to find the wordsa mountain lodged insidemy throat I wish you could see inside my heartinstead of oceans in my eyes do you think we can go back and startthe day over? when we wake, will you leave? will you still love me?
—
Denise Buitre 
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