The Exposed Journal
Monday, April 18, 2011
Poem
My life has been
spent in your shadow-
A deep repression.
Every time,
I try and meet you-
equal you,
you push away
it seems.
But how silly of me,
I only feel hidden
in your shadow
because you knew
I am not ready
for the light.
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