(UNTITLED) This is my arm I use to reach the world In here I'm safe from harm Through this harm I speak My mind This is my eye And time by time This eye sees blind Sees lines not there Sees rhyme Makes all things fine This is my mouth Where I spout out words These are my birds They fly to you I won't lie to you This is me Raw Pure and true Coming to you What you see is what you get And you haven't seen jack yet
Bailey Johnson
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