Uncontrollable

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Some things I like to keep hidden 

can peek through unbidden

when I write

Secret desires and yens

are laid bare by my pen

a dangerous  tool

It cuts right to the heart of the matter

and emotions it scatters

widely and freely

It controls me

while setting me free

double-edged sword

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