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Behind My Head

Behind my head
There's a peak
that help my skull
to keep the brain.

My funny peak
it's blind every time
and can't help me at all
to see at the back.

Seeing at the back
i just change my head
to know what's wrong
and defend my self.

Behind my head
There's  a peak
without  a nose to breath.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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