poverty
when the layers and layers
i wrap myself around with
rob the richness buried inside
from sharing, expressing
touching the world
outside
.
richness
when the desolate
barren poverty outside
cant seep inside
but
change to something beautiful
touched by that
faint little glow
deep inside
.
2 comments:
beautiful and touching!
in both cases one is unaware of d other...
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