I've got a heavy mouth;
it weighs my body down --
not good for keeping quiet.
I cut my tongue out
but my body
still speaks loud.
I've got a horse's mouth
wide and neighing
nay saying.
And I've always been a bad liar
the fake words mess with my head
my face exposes, flushed.
You can trust when my heart pours out
the blood is just that, not
sugar water dyed red.
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