It's hard to expose
Myself
When I feel
So raw
And so old
Distant
But close
A reflection in the mirror
Real but for when my fingers touch
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Assorted Poetic Musings and Ramblings
PoetryA compendium of my poems. I just needed to put it out here at this point. It's less for you, the reader, as it is for me to know its out here. These poems are not for the faint of heart, mostly because they're bad enough to kill, but also because...
Behind the Mask
It's hard to expose
Myself
When I feel
So raw
And so old
Distant
But close
A reflection in the mirror
Real but for when my fingers touch
