true emotions
don’t come easily.
not when trying to express
them without pretension
anyway. they fill the page
with their jaded and jagged
guises,
pretending to be hate when truly they’re
love. vice versa or any other combination.
they trick my mind
and fragment it more!
expression doesn’t come easily,
but when you’ve hit the nail
with the steel,
you’ll know that the picture
will
hang straight, un-jaded and
not jagged at all.
Mary X.
Mary X
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