X-Ray Powers

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It's scary.

How you

see through

my walls.

I thought

I made these barriers

thick.

You.

And x-ray powers

of perception

hold me

accountable.

I feel like

going reeling

in your gaze.

You see me.

You ask for truth.

It's why I made

the walls.

They hide me

they hide the truth

of me.

They cover me

as clothing

but nothing

saves me from

your sight.

You're setting

me free

when I give you

the truth.

The walls are

crashing down.

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