I lay myself open
Like the pages of your favorite story book
Won’t you follow me?
Inside my world, come take a look
I spread myself paper thin
Bound by spiral weaves
Fragile cracked words of ink
Scatter with the windy leaves
You took the words out from my mouth
How transparent must I be?
For you to see all my dreams and fears
I lay myself open for you to see
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Originally written: 5/24/16
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