Tough Exterior

Hard shell.
Gentle soul.
A feeling of do not disturb.
So much I’ve learned from you, but do not say.
I don’t know how to say it.
I keep my distance.
Your distance is further.
Can a bond stay strong?
Is it broken?
We are just existing.
Lives hanging in existence.
It’s unclear how we go back.
Two hard shells.
Two gentle souls.

-Asia Aneka Anderson
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