I had not forgotten your hungry stare
Your every move that laid my soul to bare
In those cold nights looking at me
Carving flesh from my bone with your cruelty
I had not forgotten, I had not, nor
Relinquished myself to your so-called plot
I am not the expectation of your goal
I am not stock in your trade of the soul
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Under the category of "to bare all". Poem featured in Poetry Potion. Please go have a look at http://poetrypotion.com/poem-of-the-day-naked-soul-by-charl-landsberg/
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