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Shorn

January 16, 2014
By StephenM SILVER, Kildare, Other
StephenM SILVER, Kildare, Other
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I watch as it drops to the floor,
See as what identifies me
Is lost and taken,
Making me different but
The same as before.

I wanted this,
Didn't I?
I asked for this in the self
Inflicted anger caused
By my attempt at emotion.

But I'm scared.
How easily it can fall from me
And be lost;
And yet I know it will be back,

Just as it was before but
Different all the same,
Because with it comes
Nothing.

What did i expect?


The author's comments:
This poem is about when I shaved my head in 2013 because I was annoyed with stupid things happening in my life and I wanted to see if I changed one thing would it all change. It did.

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