Poetry: My soul - by Hannah Reed

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by Hannah Reed

Created on: May 31, 2011 Last Updated: June 01, 2011

You think you know my soul,
What I'm thinking, what I'm feeling, who I am.
But how is this even possible?
If to even myself,
It is not known.

You think you know my soul,
But you do not.
You shall not.
I will not let you close enough,
To see something that is so "me".

This place, my soul,
It is a story, a mystery.
That must be unraveled,
For only me, to see.
My soul.

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