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Påłpëbŕå Dec 2020
Something weird happened today,

with my body talking all the way.

I heard a creak here

and then a squeak there-

my backbone said

nodding its head

"Keep me straight and clever.

For men may come and men may go

but I'll be there for you forever"

Then there was a sound so deep,

my gut roared in his sleep-

"Trust me, lady,  

I'm your well wisher.

I know plots when they turn shady"

Confused I wondered why

all of a sudden I

heard noises from within

only to feel my skin-

say out loud and clear,

"Oh woman! Now you see

don't let anyone get under me"

This made my heart

pump so **** fast,

that I had to press my palm

in order to keep it calm.

Yet he lubdubbed-

"Keep me safe,

but don't place me in a cage

I'm sure,

I can keep up with a little estrange"

Then to my utter surprise

as I closed my eyes,

thinking

only to start blinking

when I heard an unusual call,

my brain whispered,

"Dear Palpebra, I may not be the smartest of all!
; )
Påłpëbŕå Mar 2021
Sometimes I wish
I wasn't this strong,
allowed myself to
do something wrong,
could be whoever
could do whatever-
my heart thought
my brain sought,
but here I sit
with nothing
with nobody
line by line
writing down this tragedy.

Sometimes I wish
I could roam around
free, liberated and unbound,
be a little crazy
do some stupid stuff
say some badass things
call society's bluff,
but here I sit
with hidden handcuffs
that make me
someone far from me.

Sometimes I wish
on days like this
if I could
let loose a little
fall for a guy
fly to the sky
get a little high,
but I know I can't
why?
Because-
I wasn't brought up this way
I wasn't allowed to say-
all these things aloud and clear,
my life's dictated by fears
that wet my pillow with tears
turning my eyes red
a rebellion stirring in my head,
I wish I could
I know I should
but
I can't skid
for I am just
a closed eyelid.
Palpebra means 'eyelid' in Latin. It's my pseudonym. My real name means the same. I'm writing this one for myself. Why? Well, I need to unmask and be unfiltered somewhere, do I?

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