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by Beautiful Chaos Mar 15, 2012 category : Life, society / meaning of life
You remain hidden Glimpses caught here and there I imagined myself to be ghostly But you are haunting There's kindness in your eyes Words, touch, Down to your soul I am sure But there is a coldness too I am a surface dweller Emotions imprinted just below the skin Never hard to read If one truly wants to grasp There is no want to hold the bitterness of my past Release is the ultimate goal The expulsion of everything that keeps us unhappy A cleansing Nothing to hide Inside or out Accepted, embraced Forgiven....