Embarrassed really, I thought by now, I'd be somebody else
Confused, I suppose, how did I managed to lose myself?
Lonely and afraid, I find, survival is immense
Insecure and disposable, like a pack of cigarettes
Pretending seems to get me by the radar of my friends
Sharing seems to cost too much, and always cost me in the end
Eclipsing covers all my fear and any impending bends. Covered in the shadows awaiting my equalizing dividends
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Paris Street, Rainy Day 1877 Gustave Caillebotte French artist Gustave Caillebotte was known for his cityscapes during the Realism movement. This is a large oil painting and among his best-known artworks. In the painting, individuals can be seen walking through the Place de Dublin at an intersection to the east of the Gare Saint-Lazare in north Paris. Today the painting can be viewed at the Art Institute of Chicago in Chicago, Illinois.
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Wonderful absolutely wonderful!!! Love it!!!💕❤️❤️
This was so poignant and relatable. Loved your Acrostic!
This is sad, beautiful and somewhat relatable. Well done.
Very relatable. I find that now, I know myself well. I do not need the Eclipse to hide anymore.