I keep on trying to be kind
But sometimes you just love to wind
Just know how to get under my skin
I don't think your gonna winSooner or later I will just walk away
Then I will enjoy the play
I have no time for stupid shit
For I focus on who's litNot trying to bring them down
You actually looked like the clown
All I did was try to be kind
People felt what was on my mindUnspoken things you can't see
Or you just can't let it be
Think you know me to a tee
For don't underestimate meI have claws that leave scars
Make others think
While at the bar
Driving fast super cars
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NUXIIITHIRTEEN IX
PoetryHow to describe more heart and soul I hope you enjoy reading