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Apr 2014
I wear my skin like a suit everyday
for underneath I am many people
but one, for the outer me which is
first to see.

It is new but over time rips do happen,
but sewed up kind of like new. Over
time it may crease, look old and worn
some times ***** but inside it is still me.

As  time passes is not the real me that
is just a suit I wear to the outside, for
those that dont look under, that only
care about the out side and what they
see is me.

I am many layers pealed back you
would notice that I have diffrent emotions
in each layer depending on how deep
you where to go.  Would you be happy
with what is seen.

To know me, is to know who I am on
the inside. What makes me tick, for
my skin is just one layer a suit worn
each day. To know me you have to
go beneath the surface to see the inner
beauty that is inside of me.
Poetic T
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