In The Eyes Of Many

Did I?
Did I put into thoughts you?
Did I forget each time I’m there you’d be hurt?
Did I stuff tears to your wounds?
I hear tears could be salty and look like an ocean.
Did I misuse your unblemished love?
Did I do what they didn’t ask me to?
Did I pick on your moon and break it in half?
Did I?
Did I unroll the morning with what was anger?
Did I write imperfect love letters to you?
Did I put carelessly the name you wrote to me?
Did I?

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