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hiding
by Charlie Morganwhen i write, i write too much;
when i talk, i talk too much;
when i eat, i eat too much;
circles allow me to meet me.
i am a glutton for myself;
can't seem to get enough of me;
is there that much of me?
further Father, [that can't be right.]
are you transforming me? everyday?
'cause if i knew what i was doing,
i'd probably go hide. 03/26/2011 Author's Note: dedicated to paul gabriel marino.a pure artist.
Posted on 03/26/2011
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 03/26/11 at 05:19 PM Oh MAN, do I KNOW what you're talking about with this pretty accurate look at being self absorbed (I hate when I realize I've been spewing my self absorbtion all over - ugh). :)) But I do love ya, Charlie!!! |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 03/26/11 at 09:42 PM LOL.Maybe I interpreted this wrong(based on the author's note) but it would be best to keep my thoughts to myself....I liked this, though. :) |
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