Some days I feel as if
I'm wearing myself
inside out.
My imagination
on the line
for all to read.
My emotions
in a verse
for you to feel.
Faceless
I don't mind
baring it all.
Shameless
because of my
anonymity.
Should we meet one day
don't be surprised
by my quiet ways.
For I'm more fond of
dreaming up a fantasy
in solitude
And playing with words,
whirling round my pen
to share the diamond of my heart.
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