Freestyle my thoughts in Poetry.
Posted October 25, 2006
To hold back these tears.
To hold back this angst.
To feel these fears.
To feel this wound move up in rank.
My insides you have determined a disaster.
My outsides a cold piece of matter.
On both sides I feel the laughter.
On days like these I culminate my thoughts and just shatter.
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