light two

how could you know - not ever asking

clearest language, ensure understanding

-fool yourself, not me

if you wanted to, you would be

plain as day

one thing I never did get

maybe we didn't deserve

to bleed light

what are words without action?

what are actions without words?

what are either if not carefully considerate?

what is this - what is this

bleeding light thrown false


not by me - undeserving I may be


I have in my pockets

hands folded over all

it is - was

 - will be

The End

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