my eyes reflect my heart’s state
unsure of what to feel. .
uncertain, yet curious…
unnerved, yet somehow rooted. .
when this blindness lifts,
a smile from you to see i wish…
when this darkness vanishes,
will you grant me this.?
White lace
And beautiful dreams
On the outside
Might be a sight to behold
But you remain blind
It still to dark to see
Forbids you
To see the real me
So strip me of the pretty
Take away all that is frilly
Shed the vanity
So only the souls remain
And our spirits
May run free
(my words ~ P, 10/27/09)
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Posted on Tuesday October 27th
