At my boldest
and best, a substance
unseen and you look
at me like that, I was too
bright but you looked
again ’til I flashed
into dark where I needed
light, at my smallest you were
nowhere, how dare you
look
at me
like that.
A scared but curious artist and poet in Milton Keynes
At my boldest
and best, a substance
unseen and you look
at me like that, I was too
bright but you looked
again ’til I flashed
into dark where I needed
light, at my smallest you were
nowhere, how dare you
look
at me
like that.
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