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472 · Aug 2011
UNTITLED
Dameon Eaton Aug 2011
Standing in shattered glass,
none of the pieces left intact, my life
is not what it use to be , it never
was.

Living day to day hiding my
feelings form the ones i love. I
put on a good show, but none will
ever know! I'm a shattered mirror,
that i myself broke and
collected the bad luck!

Blocking anyone who tries to get
close, i feel myself falling slowly
in to a deep hole that i can
never escape form! Although I
try, I never really succeed.

Life is overrated at this point. I
defy society, not at my own will,
but it's who I am, but know one
can ever know!
First poem Ive ever wrote so give me feedback all types please!

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