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Sitting Next To You
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Category : Poems
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My hands can caress you,
The way my hands can hit your skin.
Sometimes I look like a saint,
Sometimes I give everyone the impression
That all the devils live inside me.The thought that I may be
A stranger scares you, but sitting next to you,
You don't want to hear some of my words,
I don't want to know more about you...