losing self (Remove filter)
Pieces of Me
My light shined upon
the dark hues of you-
the vastness hidden
in narcissism.
I coated the pain
with discarded paint,
bleeding through linens
of truth's art canvas.
Fragile yet edgy curves
dance into shapes that
identify me,
granting sanity.
Monday 8th October 2018 8:51 pm
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