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Don't Know How To Say It
Don't Know How To Say It
Don't Know How To Say It
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I don't know how to say these things.

I stumble when I start.

My tongue gets tied; my mouth gets dry.

My words get lost inside.

I can't speak from my heart.

My thoughts get jumbled when I try

Cause I don't know how to say this…

LanguageEnglish
PublisherPamela Brown
Release dateApr 26, 2022
ISBN9781736763773
Don't Know How To Say It
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Pamela Brown

Pamela Brown (1924–1989) was a British writer, actor and television producer. She was just fourteen when she started writing her first book, and the town of Fenchester in the book is inspired by her home town of Colchester. During the Second World War, she went to live in Wales, so The Swish of the Curtain was not published until 1941, when she was sixteen. She used the earnings from the books to train at RADA, and became an actor and a producer of children's television programmes.

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    Don't Know How To Say It - Pamela Brown

    I don’t know how to say these things.

    I stumble when I start.

    My tongue gets tied; my mouth gets dry.

    My words get lost inside.

    I can’t speak from my heart.

    My thoughts get jumbled when I try

    Cause I don’t know how to say this...

    Don’t Know How To Say It

    Part I – Hope

    Part II – Family

    Part III – Faith

    Part IV – Grief

    Part V – Love

    Part VI – Peace

    Part VII - Reflections

    Hope

    Fireflies

    Fireflies are a part of me now,

    since I learned to breathe.

    Scuffling for a break,

    just a break in the waves,

    a flashlight in the thick dark night.

    Swallowing my hope,

    and inevitably my pride.

    Swallowing these deep wounds.

    Then, just a

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