my hide is thick
my heart still soft in its case of granite
this is the way we all exit
the lives we've lived
and that is why this will be disdained
no one copping to this fact of reality
until it is the time of their reckoning
well it won't kill you as you thought it would
it will just disperse you
into an All you couldn't help but uncomprehend
being all you are in this skin
the sting of losing that skin
dull and as nothing
Content (c) 2008-2010 Philip Milito.
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