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Sep 2015
I'm this.
I'm that.
But in your eyes I'm still your child.
You know me(others speculate)
Yes, speculate.

I knew it.
I saw it.
I hear it.
But you know me way deep inside.
That I'm strong enough to put their comments aside.

You know me.
Others speculate(others speculate).

Now if they ask me , there's no guarantee I will tell them the truth.
Then again, you might never know.
But to speak about my mistakes like they have made none.

Makes me wonder-if they are the guilty ones.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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