every word that i spit out
may sound bad,or worse
but it is what its all about
may be a gift or a curse
what i am to u
is not what i am to me
it doesnt matter to u
may be nothing to me
blow, blow away
the wind blows so hard
it even gives out flare
offloading the guards
i have no idea
im blank, dark & left
im not writing the criteria
this is just another theft
theft on cheap ,rusty words
those which been smashed to pieces
killed & stung, so absurd
derailed, no hugs or kisses
may it be or not
let the answer be its own
along with the clutter & plot
poluted,poisoned by its tone
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