Thoughts fall effortlessly
Out of my mind
And drip fleetingly
Onto a page
All of the joy,
Love, and pain.
My book becomes
The only place
To crumble walls
And tear away
Thin layers
Of cellophane
That was wrapped around
My soul in haste
Who will know if it
Was a benefit or a mistake

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