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The insincerity of words

I read somewhere about the insincerity of words –
writers bullshitting their way through, fake
here lying through the keyboard
masking cowardice with words –
I’m a scared little boy desperate
to woo you with these words.

Beneath all this fluff
I’m a barely functioning idiot, that’s all.

Bogdan Tiganov

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