My most powerful emotions,
locked away in a room that no one can enter
but me. Privacy.
I threw away the key.
I tried
pouring them into the lake one evening,
one, by one. But they continued to follow me
like my shadow that appears on every single wall
that I see. I tried to
bury them along with the seeds I planted in the garden.
They continued to follow me.
Every time I looked in the mirror,
I tried to
copy and paste the facade I let the world see.
I wanted to make it permanent,
but that was impossible. So I
locked them away in a room that no one can enter
but me.
I threw away the key.
I needed privacy.
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