my past doesnt need to be heard
all i ask of you is to read my word
read and read all you find
read til these words are stuck in your mind
5 a.m.
i got an inspiration
for one poem heartfelt and deep
forgotten while looking for a pen
...
Oh how it angers me
every single thing she does
yet everything is pardoned for
just by the way she loves
...
Did you hear that?
These thoughts i say aloud
Wondering whose listening
As i stumble through the crowd
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