Nothing in Particular
A poem by little_butterfly_14
What can I say?
I have a thing for these words
Gives nothing away
By speaking a fake false truth.
Words have a funny line
Can say so much
Without saying anything but fine
This is something I would live for.
Maybe it speaks more than I think it does
It's starting to speak louder than me
Never thought it would be much of a cause
But interesting enough, it seems pretty odd.
Would always be my answer
Be it important or not
But words is all they were
And it's all you'd ever get from me.
When I have so much to hide
This is all I can say
Three words in crime
Nothing in particular.
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