the gluttonous pig
of
self doubt
feeds heartily
from
the trough
of
insecurity
today
one day
the knife
slides
across the stubbily chin
and
spills hot crimson etchings
of
devotion
on the stones
of the courtyard
a torrent
of
devoured dreams
washing away
the aches
and
pains
of
everyday soliloquies
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A great piece!
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Of not for. And not that we all relate to brilliancy. 🤔
I need to shhh
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please don’t shhh. you are truly brilliant
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I love the relatable brilliancy for the last line.
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