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When your words hurt, I smile.
When an opportunity presents itself, I hesitate.
When a new friend is granted, I distance myself.
When charity is offered to me, I ponder accepting it.
When your words hurt, I smile.
I'm reading all the volumes of my world
So I can use the values I desire.
When characters are new I do inquire
So attributes of mine and theirs are swirled.
I grasp the knowledge as if I am knurled
I—glass shard—
reflection
Cut, on closer
looks,
My dearest who?
sees
Me, but eye
cry
Not for hi
horses
My name is Sam.
A name given to me by my mother and father whom I love,
I love all those who share my blood,
yet they don't know the whole of me.
I was born in tremendous love
You look at me and you see what I want you to see
You see the glitz and glammer
When I'm biting the dust and eating the dirt,
and when life pushes me to my knees,
I get back up.
I look at the bright side.
When life hands me a lemon and it squirts in my eye,
