Poetry is…


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Poetry is awkward
It leaves me vulnerable…

A feeling I kind bare
A feeling that scares
A feeling that makes me run
As I hide behind that faceade

I am afraid of being judged
I am afraid of being hurt
I am afraid my trust will brake
As I put all of it in words

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