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 Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 4:15 am
A smile graces soft lips
The voice cheery and bright
Yet the eyes are dull and ashen
Unable to cover the internal blight
A personality the deflects the conflict within
Making sure no one can see
To worry another in Life's affairs is not right
And should be locked behind closed doors
All the while the mask breaks away
Flecks falling to the floor
While the daemon feeds inside out
Right before the helpless audience to view their demise
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 9:34 pm
Wow, that was really good. It seems to be a really personal poem too. Wonderful piece.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 12:08 pm
i love its really moveing
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 12:14 pm
Life between days died
when life ends it begens
everyday you will see
that your not alone but
you are dead by you so
dont wast life live it.
Every time you see i can hear
when i hear im blind but alive
but when i cant hear i can see
evrything you see so be what you
can be in life so live well and good
not bad but live life very well!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2007 2:28 am
Hello... What a nice poem!! I also have a poem same as your title.. I right it in a writing contest back when I was grade 3... I won it 2nd on the contest... heart
This is my poem:
The Beast Inside Me
By: Tifa_21
Some days my real color turns to fly,
Along some place and see my real sly,
Somehow it just pop up,
In the way that my life’s gap.
Some times I turn so weird,
So weird that could ever new.
I feel that I’m to silly such Santa Claus long beard,
And you’d see my face, ugly in view.
I really feel that my fur became fuzzy,
As I turning so silly,
My face is too slimy,
As I discover the beast inside me... heart
biggrin So childish, isn't it... Well, I wrote it!
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