Dec 2017
Strip me down
To my rawest form.
To my browns and oranges.
A copper silhouette.

Peel me away
Till Iā€™m standing there
With averted gaze.

Leave me bare.

Strip me down
Shed all my layers, till Iā€™m
Just a component.

Make me an idea,
In its first happening.
A dream yet to be realised.

Look at me,

In my essence,
Am I good?
Written by
Hanna  F
         Vicki, lavender, Lora Lee, mslu, --- and 26 others
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