I keep my distance a subtle form of discouragement
I want to be liked but not needed.
I’m an emotional coward secure in my solitude
wary beyond my borders.
I’ve been in the trenches I’ve earned my scars
swapped valor for vigilance.
Open wounds closed heart no room for chance
all possibilities are fraught.
Such reluctance invites hostility
there are those who would drag me into the light.
They see in the shadows sinister affect
these dark contours only conceal my tears.
this reflects you… very personal
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For good and ill. Appreciate it, thank you.
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Brilliant and achingly beautiful.
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Thanks so much Victor, really appreciate your comment.
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omg just realized tears (verb) and tears (noun) look the same
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Thank you.
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Very good, always enjoy poet13
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Thank you. Very much appreciate your comments.
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