I drew a map
Of the parts of me I wanted you to see
Drew arrows to direct you to the places
I felt you could handle
I left out the dark places
Deliberately left out my heart
My soul and the place in my head
Where my words come from
You couldn't go there
I would never let you
For to go there would mean
That you would never look into my eyes again
To go there would mean that you'd leave me
I couldn't let that happen
So I left out the dark places
And you left anyway
Valerie Masters
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