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The gentle curls fall into place,
To rest for one day more.
Yet can you hold up your facade,
Or are the wounds too sore.

Your calm composure gently hides
Your inner fears and hate,
And so we wait with bated breath,
To watch the paths of fate.

Can you not see the way you are,
Or can you only lie.
To us, to them, within yourself,
You need not even try.

And yet with all your dreams so clear
You seem to wander free,
Can you not just let them go
And be where you must be.
©2002-2009 ~fee
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Author's Comments

hmm..its weird to describe..and i dont think this shows what i mean very well..

..what do yoo think..i need help:P (Razz) ..

-let me escape the rHyMe scheme- ;) (Wink)

eeak..

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:icondarkwurm:
Very nice..... *likes the wording much* sorta warped my mind while my industrial mix was blareing and reading something so peaceful... I may have to move to trance techno now heh.... :o (Eek) *twitch*

~DaRKWuRM Death!
~InDePeNDeNT TWiTCheR SeNCe 1979

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