Wednesday, 20 December 2017

MYSELF

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 MYSELF
Poem.
When I’ m by myself
And I close my eyes
I’m a twin
I’m a dimple on a chin
I’m a room full of toys
I’m a squeaky noise
I’m a gospel song
I’m a leaf turning red
I’m whatever I want to be
And when I open my eyes
What is care to be
Is me

Done by: nagzath kulzum. 8-c

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