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The Other

our eyes may

acquaint themselves

so long as our

hearts are denied

the possibility

of escape.

Like starving dogs,

we may begin

to erase each

others faces,

till we become

no more than

steaks with a

knack for


Shame will

not ride the

coattails of

denial if

we can

avoid the

selves we

mind to hide.


  1. This one is hard to decipher. It's almost as if you're trying to hide something, from yourself. Your writing, recently, has become contained. Whereas it used to be uninhibited, raw & released. It's different. Have you had significant change in your life recently?

  2. Right now, the selves are battling it out pretty hard. I don't know which one to trust, so I'm keeping secrets from both.


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