A Book Without A Cover

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August 2002 Poetry

I’m like a book,

easy to read,

but hard to understand.

I’ve traveled,

from place to place,

looking for someone,

to keep me,

but I only ended up,

collecting dust on a shelf.

But you,

you understood me.

I’m like a book without a cover to you.

I can’t hide anything.

For there is no cover,

to hide behind.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 8-26-02.

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OH MY GOD! I SO TOTALLY LOVE THIS ONE!