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Somebody's watching me without remembering the ruleI don't like being watched Whoever you are Whatever you think I am not anything bad I don't like being watched I don't like to be followed either For whatever reason as i am paranoid I've been taken up a notch By people watching me What does it mean Its ok when they smile I can smile back if my lips are not so dry and stick to my teeth Well cold days do that don't they? The smiles They take me miles They make my day I don't know who you are At times i don't know where you are from, but you make my day with your smiles Mostly i only like being watched by God who protects me If you are watching me to backbite Watch out Hell is closer to those who backbite The punishment is worse than murder So kill me KILL ME THEN Don't talk about me behind my back You never know if i can hear or not I can see though can't I? Whether i am right or not in what i see, but it can still hurt me, if you accidently look then smile and make me and others happy Then God will reward you with deeds Countless ones Just for smiling... Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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