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potraying a shadow
I know at times
My peculiarities strike as odd
For a mystery i remain
To these inner working called I
Constant struggle to pursue
Nevertheless i contour this
Fragile state of being
Unto which i show you my soul
Bared with no excuse
I am who i am
Be patient with my weary mind
For i continue to battle a fight
One which has no clear tunes
Or structured lines, i merely use
What i can to be alive
Poetic disembarkment for you
I etch in simple lines
Hoping to be for you
I do not choose to struggle
But i do what i must to see
Once more into the fray
I take up this word
Stained with scars and bruise
Quite easy, i will carry on
I but merely ask
If you can understand
Will you accept this gift of words?
Or am I merely a fool?
My peculiarities strike as odd
For a mystery i remain
To these inner working called I
Constant struggle to pursue
Nevertheless i contour this
Fragile state of being
Unto which i show you my soul
Bared with no excuse
I am who i am
Be patient with my weary mind
For i continue to battle a fight
One which has no clear tunes
Or structured lines, i merely use
What i can to be alive
Poetic disembarkment for you
I etch in simple lines
Hoping to be for you
I do not choose to struggle
But i do what i must to see
Once more into the fray
I take up this word
Stained with scars and bruise
Quite easy, i will carry on
I but merely ask
If you can understand
Will you accept this gift of words?
Or am I merely a fool?
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