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I expose my soul through my poetry, but no one ever bothers.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Tragedy - Words: 77 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 11-10-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2274378
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These words are my cuts
the wounds I choose to show
and tell all of me to those
who really shouldn't know.
They let me lose my self
within the rhyme and simile.
And those that I'm closest to
should never have to see.
So maybe you could tell me
what it meant to you
to see my soul uncovered.
It could be just a few words
to make me live...
And someday write another.
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