Caged Journal You hide me in a sacred place. Tatted words fill up space on my skin as your pain descends. My lips are sealed with your artistic drawings; They're all written in pen. I feel nothing except silence. Drawn into your heart soul and mind. You label me "journal" But there's something you're trying to find. You peal off the beautiful designs on my skin, Insecurity has no reason. Don't be afraid of me, For I am yours to keep.
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