​Twenty years later 

Am I the same ?

Naive kid 

Or blooming 

And shedding my skin
Skin?

I have a leather one 

Not the posh

Just the wild 
Eyes? 

Tired 

But always searching ..

What?

It knows 
Words?

All wrong 

Thinking something 

To write else 

But all understood 

Their own woes 
Twenty years later 

Will I bleed more?

To give more words 

From an unfeeling soul

..

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