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The catch

December 12, 2014
By KhailaJ BRONZE, Grand Forks, Nevada
KhailaJ BRONZE, Grand Forks, Nevada
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I can’t be mean,
When we argue the words catch in my throat
Arguing is like swallowing brambles
I knew they would hurt
When we argue the words catch in my throat
Like waves the words come crashing out
Spitting obscenities
The words taste bitter as they spill out
I feel the brambles
They cut as they wash out with the waves
I don’t mean to say these things
They just come crashing out



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