Have I become naked? I have opened myself, yet in boldness. Without fear I spoke my soul. My spirit trailing behind. And my body a reminder of who and what I'm supposed to be. But in the pain of life I chose relief. I left this body for a while. Yet it strikes again ever trying to take my soul. So I plucked my eyes that I could see. Why is it no one can hear the soul inside? Or do they just ignore it's voice to please the body that houses it? I suppose I'm just a fool to expose myself this way. I wish my spirit to understand, yet it has gotten confused by feelings it doesn't understand. For the spirit resist logic. Or so the body says. I strike out at those who would hurt my body and spirit. The spirit crafted through years of pain. I have become a stone to feel cold to the hate they spewed. And as a stone I have crushed my enemy. Yet the stone is dead as I until I revealed my truth. Now they may break my bones my spirit I command to resist. For within my soul I find peace. For I am. I was I shall always be.
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