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....it won't go away...the pounding at my door my name was called three times my heart has only one ear my soul staring always staring.
You think you know me but you know only a little of too much you say you care but all I see are words words that were used from the last poem all you ever want is to be left alone all you ever talk about is why doesn't the world understand you and all I hear is crying....I never hid I never needed to the light always told me why my walk was always in vain my talk loud and meaningless and when I slept it was only because I loved flying,if I was a painting I would be sold in a thrifty store on Victoria St if I was a car I would not start if I was the missing color in the rainbow you would know about it and if I write this next line you can have it.I spoke on the speakers corner telling everyone to hurry there was no acknowledgement just bodies on grass I left...went to church to find my surname turns out someone there told me there's wasn't mine I eft in a hurry,funny how the comar changes things,funny,had a discussion the other day it was boring if words were people this world would be empty and I would be standing in the thick of it looking up,comar,whatever......,,.,.,gonna break now.ps write.

 

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