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LexaRadke

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

8 poems·Since March 2019
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Hello

March 19, 2019

Hello,

 

Good day, good fellow,

You may not know me,

I’m hidden below

Lurking under what you see,

 

I am who you are,

Though you may not know,

I’m really not that far

I’m creeping from below.

 

I lurk in your mind,

I’m where the thoughts begin,

In your soul is where I hide,

Just behind that grin.

 

You may have  a feeling,

Of who I really am,

Every instinct reeling,

Guessing who I can,

 

Who can I be,

You may never know,

Or soon you’ll see,

When your high but low,

 

I come creeping,

From the shadows,

Only you see me sneaking,

They may never know.

 

I’m here now,

I’ve broken through,

On the surface I sit calm,

Like a drop of dew,

Now I say to you again as I am,

 

Hello.

 
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