Inside This Skin : Formal Poetry

Ireful in deep paths of lonely destruction

Need I say that I am a woman of deep

Solid grounds who is comfortable

Inside my medium brown fleshed skin

Derail the train tracks of my mileage and see now that I am mature and at expectable

Ease. Inside this skin I am deranged in attitude

That causes me to speak in stabbing silence. Now

Hence the cause of me being denied a chance at being a double Equivoque behind being out spoken and comfortable. Inside this skin

I love in my own way and get jealous when I am not

Served my personal attention. Caress the

Softness of my switch able ego and

Kiss my why’s

Inside this skin I am the most loyal faithful friend. Do I

Need to say anything more I am Mrs. Switch able and I am comfortable inside my difficult skin.

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