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Writer's pictureAnnamaria Johansson

Golden tears, pray always





I’m deeper than I look

You see my skin

My face

My freckles

My necklace

My biceps

It’s not me

You don’t see me

You see the physical form of me

You want to define me by that

Lock me inside the walls of your mind

I’m not defined by you

I’m not who you think I am

Connected to myself

Disconnected to you

Reconnected to what is important

To what matters the most

I’m not walking away

I’m still looking the same

Not defined by you

Golden tears falling

Tears of gold caught by the prayers of my soul

My eyes are closed, my heart are open

You can’t reach me

I’m not yours to define

I’m golden


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