I won't spit out the truth
Despite of what you use
I might not listen up
A miss too much.
It wouldn't end up right
Your words are no insight
You're just not cold enough
A know too much.
Presumptuous might it seem
It's best that so you think
Believe me, I'm a moon
A catch too much.
Don't ask me what I saw
It's deeply far from raw
Guess till you've had enough
A hear too much.
Little I know about this
Keep up with all your bliss
I might give you a smile
A read too much.
A tesla coil I am
A frequency AM
You'll never hear me sing
A sing too much.
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