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Description
My words
Might be someone's other
Alternative
And life
As they utter
Sounds that hold no meaning
Until waves grace the ears
Of unbelievers

The receivers become retrievers
Taking every sentence
And adding a label
Like thieves under the sun
They hold no shame

To them this game
A desire to
Conspire and re-inspire
The sheep and the deliverer
Simple pawns simple task
This mask

Stolen
Words no longer a friend
More like someone you see once a year
And hide the fear
Grin
Not ear to ear
But still just as fake

I'm cliche
These things
Repetitive
Like constant patter on a tin roof
Listen

I hold my own
Prints were here before me
Huge compared to my tiny feet
But please
Grow through what I write and
Know
I may be at a giant's feet
But I am not too small to preach
Hear me

Description
My words
Might be someone's other
Alternative
And life
As they utter
Sounds that hold no meaning
Until waves grace the ears
Of unbelievers

The receivers become retrievers
Taking every sentence
And adding a label
Like thieves under the sun
They hold no shame

To them this game
A desire to
Conspire and re-inspire
The sheep and the deliverer
Simple pawns simple task
This mask

Stolen
Words no longer a friend
More like someone you see once a year
And hide the fear
Grin
Not ear to ear
But still just as fake

I'm cliche
These things
Repetitive
Like constant patter on a tin roof
Listen

I hold my own
Prints were here before me
Huge compared to my tiny feet
But please
Grow through what I write and
Know
I may be at a giant's feet
But I am not too small to preach
Hear me