Rotten

I walked on eggshells

trying to hide the real me.

 

But it was useless,

the slightest tap broke me.

 

I cracked like a egg

because I'm rotten to the core.

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Let me say first that I

Let me say first that I disagree with your assertion in the final line, because someone rotten to the core could not produce the kind of poetry that you have.  That said, I will say again how much I admire the way you deploy and control your metaphors.


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