Half painted.
Half decorated.
I present the censored side.
Tuning out conversations
that might keep me sane.
And now stripped bare
I recognise what i am.
Half human.
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Poems written by me. Not written in any particular style they simply express how i was feeling at that moment in time.
Chilling.
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