Loving Me
I am closing some doors –
don’t be alarmed.
I am mining for
freedom in restraint
because
that makes sense.
Lighter feet see their way
thru gravel and mange.
My eyes are
growing open
to my addiction
to lies.
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Loving Me
I am closing some doors –
don’t be alarmed.
I am mining for
freedom in restraint
because
that makes sense.
Lighter feet see their way
thru gravel and mange.
My eyes are
growing open
to my addiction
to lies.