| Open Poetry #39 |
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Kellie_Cantrell Senior Member
since 2002-05-22
Posts 1667New York
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On the surface, I look like I've just been to the circus. On the inside, I look like the aftermath of a train wreck. These masks I wear to hide my tears, to hold onto what I shouldn't bother holding dear. To tears and memories, which should just fade away. Mistakes or burdens choose your own adventure, just like the books I read in school. But hidden beneath this worn cover, is a girl tattered and torn. On the surface, everything looks to be in sync. On the inside, it's all out of whack. Fade...the surface. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
On the inside, I look like the aftermath of a train wreck. sweetie, I know how it feels to see that, I've seen it before in myself many times ![]() You wrote this so well Kellie |
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Walter_Mitty_Esq Junior Member
since 2006-06-01
Posts 21 |
Letting go is easier said than done, but time (and self-reliance) makes everything easier. Until then, I hope writing helps. |
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