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What if it were to be...
if you were stripped bare...naked
and looked around and saw
that they were all naked
beneath all that they put on
And in the shame of your nudity
you could just be?
did the dam break?
or did my heart melt?
I might never know...
someday I may let flow
my tears
today I’ll just irrigate
my nonchalance
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life’s a mirror
they say
and all I find
in the reflections
are strangers within
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my silence is weighed heavy
by words of unsung songs
which my throat
was not brave enough to carry
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I have on a garage sale
Of pent up emotions
Thoughts, dreams and desires
Now surplus, but
Once held very dear
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Don't you tire
stumbling on
these wobbly words?
Trying to make a read
of regurgitated ramblings
of unglued thoughts
once stuck in time?
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