PallorA Poem by keylane3
Less is more?
With less beauty, materials and security as you. Beside you. This inferior feeling is foriegn to me. My character is strong; experience immense. Somehow I shrivel with pallor in comparison to you. I've walked from the things you possess. Heavy steps to be made. A feat within me. What I have is internal, to see you must look and you must look without judgement or you will never truly see me. Our histories vary, no doubt. But in the absence of same, a peaceful exchange. A fluid exchange. © 2014 keylane3 |
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1 Review Added on March 25, 2014 Last Updated on June 11, 2014 Authorkeylane3Ventura, CAAboutThese are simply my thoughts. Randomly jotted down. Sweet nothings I've shared with my partner. Short stories based on real events. I live a big life, not in the sense one would deem exciting just bus.. more..Writing
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