Little do you know, how bad my scars hurt, Little do you know, who I am. Little have you been knowing, what my purposes are, Little are your thoughts about what I pursue. Might those lonely nights of mine seem like an insomniac burden, How my chubby cheeks at a smile and a bro fist at meet envy you. But oh darling! little do you know, little oh little do you know me. Blank pages in your diaries, full of words are mine, Little do you know, how better your pen is than your voice. Empty is your glass, sometimes full of water, Little do you know, the relief of a glass half full or quarter. Farther I seek, more I wanna know, Little do you know, that little do I know, how painful it is to walk barefoot on the streets, how hard it is to know you're lost. Little do you know, oh darling, Little have you always known, you are the one I've been searching all my life, and little are my dreams of finding you one day. And little better will that day be, for m...
Life in words
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