A poem by Magdalee Brunache
If you can be the type that they can accept
You can let them praise you
Knowing that their praises come from surprise
Surprise at your decency
Shock at how well you can pass for one of them
Let them clap
Welcome the awards
Let them raise you to the skies
But be aware that the second you falter
They’ll be happier to let you fall
Avenged, they will strip you of your glory
Look into your past for signs that you were always less
Shred into pieces the blanket you made
Of the soothing words that they drowned you in
The words that kept you warm at night
Let you believe that….Read more
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