"Something is wrong with you"
I'm inclined to ask what it is
Inclined to fight with everything in me
Allowing you to reduce me to tears
Inclined to attack the reality
of being pushed back into a state of fear
But also inclined to give in to the sting
Of the words that fell on these ever listening ears
Yeah. There's something wrong with me.
There Is Something Wrong
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here, but it's not the poetry. It might be the poet, but I doubt that too. Poets are liars in their work and hide behind their words. Strong woman sounds coming from these song-like lyric-verses that I enjoyed thoroughly - Lady A
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