I've Been Known

To crash and burn to fall on the goruns

to break.


To smell the flowers to listen to music

to reflect.


To sing and dance to hide my secrets

to cover up.


To scream and shout and belt out my feelings

to express.


To run on a whim to never stop

to never give in.

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