I am

I am the slitting words

I am the broken plate

I am the bitter sweet 

I am thorned estate 

I am the forceful fire

I am the roaring sea

I am the lasting liar

I am the only me


                             I am not the person of myself

            I am the exact opposite of who I am

                                    How could I separate myself 

                                             From me

You are the careful words 

You are the porcelain plate 

You are the tasteless sweet

You are the rose estate

You are the careful fire

You are the harboring sea

You are the ridiculed liar

You are the broken me



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