Because i am very private when it comes to my work....And afraid of being shot down and yet afraid when something good does happen for fear it was just a mistake.!!!
I don't put myself out there enough but when i do its scarred my heart and every thought that comes to my mind until all I have running through me is my only thoughts and the way I see the world well I have that I hold in my hand it's nothing more than a fleeting pain everything that runs within my blood and is only left to be felt what's in every fighting word only to be expressed by my bleeding heart all over paper and leaving me exposed to how i see the world and my life .

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It the way i see life and where i draw my muse to write and gather my feelings from leaving me exposed by not anything unreal and giving it all i have and will be and become and leaving know where to hide.