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Under what I say Is Always Truth


Me? I don't know

what I am, every

letter in my name

spells something I don't. 

Want me to say?

I can't. 

I never speak

I only recite

and it hurts 

my rib cage.

No one except maybe

you could see my

Brown Hair and appreciate

the color. once I

saw the stars

and thay

only made me long 

for the grass that

I see in my head

and that ocean that

I read or once read. 

Did I ever tell you

you make me scream

did I ever want to? 

No. But I 

thought about it. 

I watch a lazy world go by

and only think that 

I am special, 

But thats

just for you. 

Who knows I don't. 

Forgive, but never forget why. 

If I can't say this no one can. 

I care about you, your 

clothes your hand, but who 

knows? I do. 

I only want to see you smile

that smile I don't know

who you are. 

My trait

oh my trait

It's what I wear like that

chain, my forgiveness

my care for you. 

For me myself

oh I!

I care I truly do. 

 

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