confused as I may seem
but ‘tis not true, my mind’s not dim
nor is it slim
neither thin nor lean…
evanescent as my love would appear
inside me its true, its clear, its real….
those eyes might sneer at me
it may tell me there’s something within me
but this heart discerns the veracity behind
they may not believe
nor adhere or mind…
their reproof is vain
for mine will take pride, I’m not insane.
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