Double-Split (bad title, I know)
Alone,
I'm broken;
With others:
Outspoken.
Alone,
I weep.
With others:
Tears sleep
Alone,
I fear.
With others:
I'm weird
Alone,
I die.
You ask,
I'll lie.
poem by Embre Gale
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