Poem -
The reality of a tearful poet.
My weighted words I give the world in a hope to lighten my heavy heart,
I could easily write a thousand poetic scrolls if I went right back to the start.
My life is laid out bare etched onto scraps of paper for the whole world to see.
I guess that's the closest anyone will ever get,
To truely knowing me.
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