Wednesday, October 11, 2017

Sometimes my

Sometimes my
Eyes can't see
Ears can't hear
Nose innocent
Fingers waggle
Tongue fiddles

Sometimes my
Head tells a story
That hurts me
Harms others
Solid as rock
Made up by me

Sometimes my
Friend makes me listen
To a different tale
Full of smiles
Full of love
And a much better true

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