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The real NECO


When you look at me

you see a small frame

a smiling face

look into my eyes

the color of honey

and feel the sweetness that pours through them

look into my heart

and feel the love that forever pours

no matter how much it hurts

see the scars left behind

i am the sweetest taste of life

the weirdest risk you can take

the goofies big kid around

the strongest at heart

but fragile in my ways

people call me perfect

and find my ability to see the good in everyone

a gift

but on the iside i am perfectly imperfect

this is a look into

the heart,mind,and soul

of NECO

 

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