InsideI must wash,I’m to dirty to speak.Daily this troubles me,Every single week.I hear what to do,Written on record.I feel safe but broken,These voices are heard.As rain knocks on my roof,We sit still and listen.Anonymous but known,Only I glisten.
Inside
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I’m to dirty to speak.
Daily this troubles me,
Every single week.
I hear what to do,
Written on record.
I feel safe but broken,
These voices are heard.
As rain knocks on my roof,
We sit still and listen.
Anonymous but known,
Only I glisten.