Beauty hides
The pain inside
From lonely nights
And tears I've cried
Nobody knows
What's really on my mind
If the whole is equal to the sum of its parts than our "whole" cannot be reached until our parts are gathered and acknowledged. This blog will act as a collection, a gallery that records our “parts and particles” (our particulars) in an effort to connect the dots; to endlessly connect the dots.
I can relate to this self portrait so it also defines a chacater of myself. Pretty word structure and formulation, you inspired me to do produce a poem for a self portrait of my self. Thanks In Advance
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