You don't know who I am
I'll tell you who I am
I am a picture frame with no picture inside
I am a waterfall hitting the mountainous sharp rocks at the bottom
I am a dollar bill, dirty and seen ever sight imaginable
I am a cloud drifting across the gray sky
I am your lips, soft and red like the color of your heart
I am everything that you know you needed
You will never know who I am
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