Reality

Keyshia Bowers 1985 (Harrisburg, PA)



Some days are bright as f*ck;
Only because I choose to see
The Light of Day.

Most times the Days are Dark..
Mainly because My Truth lies there.

Interior is Bleeding
But only I can see It.
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Written on June 20, 2020

Submitted by BeautifulOne on August 28, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme XXX XX XX
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 190
Words 44
Stanzas 3
Stanza Lengths 3, 2, 2

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