Some Thing

Fri, 01/26/2024 - 08:52 -- Wired6

Before I pack my bag.

I have a thing,a some of  thing,

think what a some thing is like.

Which I've hidden this thing,

this some thing,4a while,

scared of how reactions would fight back.

4a thing means a thing,quite like a some thing,

I've tried 2 hide. Cancelling the some thing outside my bag.

 

In my bag,R very light things,I've carried throughout my life.

And the thing,a some of thing,I bring 2 all your minds.

Is a thing of some thing,I cannot deny,

The cells,which a thing sells,has disguised itself in lies.

But The thing is,I cannot hide.

 

So the thing that I bring,2 a some of a thing,

Strives within melodies ,honest and wise.

Such as Love,Beauty and Loyalty,Courage and Benelovency.

Which I bring,2 the thing called something.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

©Wired6.26/01/2024

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