A hundred emotions inside,
Brought out by a single cascade,
And I twirl inside out,
Each time I am drenched,
From outside within,
Gashed open layer by layer, the façade.
A thousand complexities interior,
Laid bare and simple,
The real me,
Sans the outer grime,
The real rains indoors,
And the real dimple.
A million people, it pours on,
Yet an ownage i apprehend,
They know me and viceversa,
Pour gentle sometimes,
And sometimes otherwise,
Like a mirror, me they second..
Sodden to a shiver,
As I walked today,
The truth serum worked again,
Poured hard,
Harder than ever,
And I headed home ways..
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