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white paper
I spread myself raw
before the scrutiny
of your eyes.
My insides clench
yet still I pry..
wider for answers,
further in tears..
staining my wisdom
with your casual fears.
Timeless, these moments.
I've gutted my grace,
treading soft eggshells
'neath weary foot space.
I am withered sponge
with the distaste for two
still I rip within reason
to justify dues.
The minute silence
spreads on deaf ear.
I lash out in rage
for I am.
I am HERE.
Starving on teardrops,
I've hand-fed to you.
Shrinking on violets
of a purloined view.
Never my own,
I blend easily
with palest of skin-
Just lick on the crease
Fold me up harshly
like canvas in ruin,
I'll give no resistance
my thoughts are but won.
Seal me with haste
and address me: Appease
Never fail to remind me
that white paper can't bleed.
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