Look deep within my wounded heart;
Past the barricades and broken walls,
Towards the hidden secrets; and
Find the real me.
Filter through the obvious data
And discover the furtive memories
That rest within the center chamber
Of my soul.
Seperate fiction from facts,
Real from the unreal, to coax
The clandestine me out of the shadows
And into the light.
Wander the corridors of my
Essence in search of the truth,
Don't be decieved by the protective
But counterfeit personalities.
I've lost sight of who I am,
So I need your guidance
And perservation to rediscover
My true identity
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I usually dont like non-rhyming poetry, but theres such meaning, such a desperate call in there that i cant help but be moved, bravo