I pour out from deep in the heart
But its not from my own, you see
I hide behind those I create for a part
Pure, strong, convoluted and never is me
In imagined realms of emotional fuzz
Real in their fictitious choice
Through their eyes and in their voice
I express what's mine in what never was
Is it surprising that I find it so easy
to show myself when it is another you see
Analyze and critique what is shown
And feel the me that will never be known
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Poems of the Kept
PoetryA poetic collection of my characters expressions, a glimpse into their fears and desires, a revelation of what drives them.
