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Cold, hard, accusations
aimed with jagged barbs,
Lodged in my memory
as subconscious thoughts,
Openly friendly, playing nice,
a great facade,
Inwardly seething, bleeding
rivers of unshed tears.

j.b

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tazz317tazz317almost 12 years ago
ONCE AGAIN OUR EGOS

put our minds at shame. TK U MLJ LV NV

duddle146duddle146over 17 years ago
facades.

It's all about hiding your feelings. Beautiful thoughts on human development.

LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
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J. Doe gave some sound advice

And better yet, it's free.

The Mystery ValiantThe Mystery Valiantabout 18 years ago
Marvelous

Now this was very striking and I truly felt the pain of the poetry. Though no object centered this poem, It made a point of interest in the very personal tragedy! And you used a very bitter image with the pointed barb's! Made a very fine abstraction of introversion through suffering!

The Mystery ValiantThe Mystery Valiantabout 18 years ago
Marvelous

Now this was very striking and I truly felt the pain of the poetry. Though no object centered this poem, It made a point of interest in the very personal tragedy! And you used a very bitter image with the pointed barb's! Made a very fine abstraction of introversion through suffering!

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