The Poem that cannot be named
There are thoughts trying to attack the authenticity of this poem Between each line − is trying to make someone happy Between each line − it's politically correct I will offend many people I misspell words on purpose and my computer corrects them Between a thousand lies, there are a thousand truths It disguised by beauty But the real beauty doesn't hide Doesn't apologize It exists It exists It is judged It is attacked It is threatened It doesn't hide It doesn't apologize IT EXISTS.
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Maiko Maya
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