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Jun 2017
Her seemingly seamless surface
Is sewn together by her scars;
Those lost, lonely highways
That she knows lead nowhere fast.
She’s a patchwork of reflections,
A mirrored maze of emotions –
Of eyes opened wide to
Every side that must be seen.
She’s a collage
Of her calamities,
A tableau
Of her torments,
She’s an everyday eccentric
But even so, she don’t resent it,
Because she knows once she accepts it
Then she’ll finally be free.
Inspired by #MadVerse prompt 'Patchwork Girl'
B H H Burns
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B H H Burns  F/Norwich, UK
(F/Norwich, UK)   
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