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nameless
May 15, 2011
I bet that you've noticed
That I don't use names
I write all these poems
But I never place blame
If I wrote it for someone
I'm sure that they know
If they don't in the end
Then I guess it's for show
It has no real meaning
It's just pretty word
Laid out before you
Just food for the birds
Only the few
That really know me
Will ever really know
What my poems mean
As you are reading
You may start to think
That you're of the few
But your hopes i will sink
You're not of the few
You don't know my heart
Nobody does
Just like from the start
© Molly L., Bethesda, MD
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