The thing inside that you cannot see
Hiding in the dark, buried in me
The object you most desire
But will set you on fire
You turn away, you cannot look
Turn around, close the book
Look for those glasses
Those rose-colored lenses
Cover it up, whisk it away
Do not let it see the light of day
But then you will know
It will come out, it will show
Move you around, turn you about
Create a new world all inside out
Strip you of everything
Grasping for anything
Scary and daunting, even for the bold
Once it is spoken, the truth be told
Until I stand, all alone
Poetry
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