There is no 'me'...
To experienced alone,
Condoning this...
In a you and I relationship.
There is a 'we'.
And until we see it that way,
There is no 'us' to be discussed.
I've tried that 'me' business,
Too many times before.
Only to use a 'key'...
To find myself alone once more.
On the other side of an opened,
And closed door.
To know if I have to do a 'me' again...
I have no problem in the doing of it.
But I'd rather not.
If you and I can see what we've got,
To do a 'we' not a 'me' or an 'I'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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