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poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Val�ry
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Naked
I am naked before you In my glory I kneel Upon my scarred knees For you I reveal.. I swipe the cobwebs harshly From my sad eyes to view You there before me With all your untruths... I am naked on my knees Touch not these dying tears Speak not of that love For I do not hear... raw || truth |