pieces of me pt.1

pieces of me pt.1

A Story by Doux Polverenere
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Trapped andn free

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There is prison that cannot be seen;
I am hidden away in this prison.
The person , he or she can see, is not the real me
I am trapped in here;
walking and expressing emotions, but never seem to feel fulfilled and free.
Surely there is prison hiding away pieces of me.
But I can't seem to find it.
It cannot be seen.

© 2018 Doux Polverenere


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Added on March 26, 2018
Last Updated on March 26, 2018
Tags: poem, self-conscious

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Doux Polverenere
Doux Polverenere

polokwane, dendron, South Africa



About
PolvereNere( Italian for Black Dust),a writer of philosophy, simplistic poems and stories. I write with the wave of my life experiences and the voice within me. I am nothing more than A forgotten sou.. more..

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