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Seein' Me Thru' Your Eye

I am the dark Pigment in grey I am the nail that binds the culms Of our Bamboo bridge I am the cement That makes up the walls Of the brokenhearted But seeing me thru' your eye I am nothing more than the rope Hanging to your ceiling For your suicidal ideation You made me the worse Oh yeah I don't blame you 'Cos medicine kills people And it also heals It's just how your use it... #ahroom #thePoeticles ©2020

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