Cloaks and Colors

February 19, 2014
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You weave your tears into words
Laced with letters of liquid laughter
Stitched together with spun heartstrings
Creating a cloack clentched in your fists
Dragged across your shoulders
It's wrapped upon your soul
A quiet wish to hide your true colors
Not wanting to be bare.
But one day you brush past a person
Accidently shifting their cloack and seeing a splash of color
So you pull back your cloack to show them
Your colors compliment their own
The stitching becomes undone
Your words are pouring out
Suddenly your soul is left bare
But so is theirs
And the colors combined are greater
Than they could have ever been alone

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