I'm not a speaker.
I'm not so bright.
I'm not what you chose for me.
I'm not your plight.
I'll have for me my own of course.
And mine I will have.
But I won't fight for you
the things you couldn't fight.
When you said to me
It's not of you I was made
When you said to me
it'll never be us be made.
When you said to me
find your own.
I said.
I'm looking
I'm looking.
~contributer
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hibey, i like your poems. will you make more?
ReplyDeleteyes I will. promise.
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