• honeypot6 22w

    Who are you today?

    #corner #real #fake

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    In a corner of my soul,
    I buried what was me,
    And marked it with a teardrop.

    At every turn, and every rise and fall,
    I took a break, to rummage through the debris,
    And the heaps of nothingness,
    To find that mark -
    That teardrop i etched and hid into the folds of my abandoned self.
    I cradled my buried self till I was required to slip back into reality,
    To fool everyone with a made-up identity.

    Every now and then I stare that corner which hides my buried self.