Treat me like nothing
And that's what I'll become
That's what we do
Turn into
What we are made to believe
No tricks but theres something
Pulled from others sleeves
And thats who we will be
Because we are made
Perfect and imperfect
By speech
I am a form of matter
So I should matter
With or without
Someone giving me a reason
A description
Cos to me a vision
And I like seeing myself
As having no pieces missing
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Litany by Nailinthewall
PoetryA book of short poems, prose and passages written during a period of my life. I could get famous one day, be one of the first people who can say I knew them before they were popular! You know you want to....
