Real Me

I let you in to read my diary.

Good morning to vulnerability. I will allow you to admire me.

I open my heart so you can read the writer.

Me?

Blinded by flesh I show the color of  heartstrings.

Do you hear the symphony?

The cover, distorted by those who touch and prod through dreams.

I covered up naked, but I lose the translation it seams.

You to proofread me.

Steal the copyrighted authorization. 

My thoughts free me! 

Open the table of contents to view the man in the mirror.

Page one…

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