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I told you once.
I'm not them,
I'm that boy dressed
up in a man's body
I'm not that dude with
false commodities for
show
that critically acclaimed
boy, parading in a man's
boots
Listen, I'm not them
and you= not her, her
or her
So quit being so damn
hard on yaself, because
I'm not going anywhere
I've already seen and
did all, fucked up
here and there.
Then I met you, wheeling
life just like me.
so, thank you for this
chance, for letting me see
more you.
I know these things take
time for a woman like you
Again my admiration..
we, you and I, sweetheart
we're not them
Published 24th Oct 2016
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