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[title] => Naked Truth
[time] => 2015-01-22 19:18:57
[hometext] => Taking a good long look...
[bodytext] => Held captive by an illness and all that may betide causes me to question who I am inside. Looking in the mirror she looks back at me peeling back my layers to what really lies beneath. A complete exfoliation an X-ray of my soul reveals I'm not as righteous as others have been told. A mishmash of bad choices wrong turns and selfishness the greater good discarded for egotistical cowardess. In the harsh light of exposure the reality sinks in what I expect from people is not expected from within. Clarity brings sadness seasoned with regret that so much time was wasted on the delusional mind-set. That somehow I was better my sins did not match his that I'm the only victim touched by all of this. Pause, then hit rewind, silly girl can't turn back time. What you sow, you later reap, no escaping Karma's reach. There was an old woman who lived in a shoe she had so many secrets she didn't know what to do Knock, knock Who's there? Skeleton In your closet. Rattle, rattle. I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your cover. Mary, Mary, quite contrary how does your garden grow? Cause it's fertilized with bull. Little Jack Horner sat in a corner eating crow. Battling your demons is easier with a sword than the stupid stick. Live with honor... Die with hope. [comments] => 6 [counter] => 281 [topic] => 43 [informant] => kmec1990 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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