self

her eyes
honed
to a monomolecular edge
capable
of slicing
right through
to my indecisive core
intent on nurturing
a sense
of self

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7 thoughts on “self

      1. Um… normal? Pleasant? Much better? Not abusive? The list goes on. Life experience is kind of a fake premise. You don’t have to suffer. That’s a history lesson.

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  1. Hi! I don’t think we’ve been introduced. I like your image and style, haven’t read into your poetry too deeply (yet), but I’m looking forward to a healthy blogging relationship. Feel free to check out my poems (too) at burndoubt. Thanks for writing!

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