[Ded-I-Key-Shuhn]

1. The act of dedicating.

2.  The state of being dedicated.

This is a writing that you have not seen, because it is not there to be seen. Though you may think that this writing is obscene, or maybe it’s just not there for anyone to be seen. You see this writing, this writing is not something that I share because it is not there to be there for the glamour and the stories and the wonders and the worries and the whys. This writing is the writing that no one has seen. This is the writing that sits in my brain and only those that are so close to me know that the writing in my brain is not for the faint of the heart, but for the love of the heart. This writing is not to be seen because this writing is obscene; this writing is obscene because it’s a part of the scene. It’s the scene of which my heart cannot be seen. You see my heart is abused, my heart is poor, my heart is broken, and my heart is torn. Though it is those many things, my heart is still pure. I do not rhyme to write these lines and I do not write these lines because I can rhyme. My heart is pure, that I’m sure. Or maybe it’s the uncertainty of certainty or the certainty of the uncertainty. Now let me fill you in, let me take you in. Let’s take another step forward, let me take you into the next level.