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HIDDEN SELF by Mide Benedict



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Does anyone really know
What goes on inside you?
You are the once erect
Bin now like a trash
Left in the incinerator
To burn to ash.

Does anyone really see the blood gush?
That follows your every step
The touch of pain caved within your skin?
Or do they just see the smile,
The rush of a dry stream
Flooding the desert of your mind?
Or maybe they see a rabbit;
The white in heart and a perfect coat
But if only they went deep; deeper
Reached for the mind
Uncoated the heart
They would find it was a crab
In the hole;
A mountain not a foam
A being trying to hold
All the aches of the soul.

But if they knew all along
The decay of your root,
The dust in your shelf
Then you've only been a pawn
On your chess board
An end in your game
A tear in your dress
A distress in redress.
No one will mock you
But everybody mocks.

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