Do I know you?
Do you know me?
Do you wake in the night
Wondering how I could be?
Is your first thought in the morning about me?
Your last question as your eyes fall asleep
Is it, is it all about me?
I didn’t think so
I knew it wouldn’t be
Cause I never think of you
And
You don’t know me.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
No one knows
Nor
Do they tell
Why the world turns
And
Doesn’t fall
Into hell.
Maybe it has
Maybe
There we are
No one knows
Nor
Do they tell.
over again.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
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