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Talk is Cheap

No one talks to me anymore

Might as well shut the door


It's not their fault

My mouth's sewn shut

Just a crazy happenstance

That happened when I went to dance

On the slipery floor

That led to places and faces

I wish I could forget


I see them happy

I see them proud

Is it any wonder

I'm not so loud

To trumpet the wreck

My life's become

2001-06-11