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I can't say what I want to. I can't, I can't, I can't get the words out. I can't stop stuttering. My words are clear and pointless but my mind is stuttering. I'm stuttering. I can't stop, can't start, can't say, can't can't can't. I can't say what I wanna say.

I can't say what I wanna say.

I can't say, can't say, can't say. I can't hear the words. I can't stand up. I'm cold. I'm freezing. So cold. So, so, cold. Cold and stuttering. I can't stop shaking. My leg is shaking. No words. No words. No words. no words. Error, error, error. Error! Can not compute. I can't think straight. People are caught in barbed wire and I. Can't. Think. Straight. Barbed Wire. Stutter. Smother. Industrialize. Cassius. Sock Puppets. U-Boats. Hoodie. Harvard. Mind. Mind-set. Thoughts. Fuck. Poems. Regular People. death. Tanks. Agile. Speed. drugs. Stuck. Shaking. Shaking. No understanding, no understanding, no comprehension, error, error, error. My words are so lost. My words are so gone. I want my stupid flow back. I want my words back. I want my fucking words back. Poison gases, machine guns, no words. Words, no flow. Flow, no words. Flow and words, nothing to say. I can't have my words come together with my flow and my mind. My flow in my mind doesn't exist. Doesn't exist. error, can't find file. Can't find file. Can't find my feet. Can't find my hands. Can't find my mind. There's a knife at the end of a gun, but I can't find my mind.

Did you throw away my poem(s)?

I want the smother one back, if not.

Things to do things to do things things to do things to use things to use things to use.