Not much to say, close your eyes, remember the poem and see what it means to you… based mostly on those moments in the night when you’re sure you’re about to expire, those dreams when… 

I was hounding someone…. 😀 made me think

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For years I’ve craved security. At what price did it come?

I don’t know when I wrote this one, but I like it.

How happy are you really? Do you smile in appreciation of your happiness, or appreciation of anothers? How true, and how convincing can your smiles be? It seems with practise, no-one can tell.

I wonder, will you read the many aspects to this comparison?

Too many barriers?

Wide open spaces Decorated with people with wide open eyes Searching, prying, examining My non-existant sanctuary The missing walls Doorless entrance Barless, Glassless windows Unsacred secrets box Unsafe protective shelves I have nothing to hide… 

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