It’s a nice sentiment
But I won’t hang my hat on it
It was nice to hear
But my brain won’t process it
Empty pretty words
My toes don’t believe them
Cocktail thoughts
You may very well believe them
But you spoke out of rote
It was a nice sentiment
But I didn’t say it back
And I won’t
Categories: identity, Poetry, Psychology, society
To Bird
To Fly Where
Reasons Are Graffiti
To Dance to Sing to Live
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Amen!!!
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