no place to hide
I feel I can no longer take it
I suggest to me
give it a rest
don't follow the urge t0 fake it
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Nothing is sacred
dear narcissist
especially My view of my Self
Embellish and relish
in my mind's eye
as others scrap me on shelf
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Enter then agony
beaten and tired
with wonder "what did I do?"
It seems the answer
dwells within dreams
Listen .. they exist pure and true
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After I've broken
then shed salty tears
come naked for all to see
Newly purified
child again here
smiling at this New Me
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One would think
New Me triumphant
perfection by inner grace
Fact is, my friends,
New Me ain't nothin'
'til that smug smile leaves the face
December 2, 2017