I never knew him, only knew of him.
He was a great man, a man who knew many things.
Caring, Compassionate, Cool, Collected.
Lies. All of it lies.
I knew the truth…who he really was:
He was a coward, and ran before I saw this side.
He never Took Time To Tell Tales of his past,
He never showed his emotions,
He never told his thoughts,
He never spoke words to me,
He never looked at me,
He never knew me,
I…never knew him,
Only knew of him.
I never knew him,
And I never want to.
(February 16,2011)
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