Open Book
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You may know my story
But do I know yours
Your past isn't what makes you
As you are capable of more
I may tell you one thing
But that may mean another
You can read me like a book
But I'm not as open as I look
It may seem easy to force me open
But all you'll see inside is something broken
•W•P•
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My thoughts sometimes
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YOU ARE READING
Vintagely Me
Poetryvin•tage (noun) the year or place in which wine, especially wine of high quality, was produced.
