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Sep 2015
I'm as nervous as a Tear Drop that’s about to be caught by a smile, my stomach is filled with butterfly’s that have no were to hide.



I'm shaking like a cloud that’s filled with thunder that’s about to bite, I'm sweating like the desert in the summer time.



That has just seen a mirage lost some were in the dark night. My thoughts create visions of my emotions slipping bye.



I wonder why they whisper as each one comes alive; they Trapped in my head all fighting for a place to hide.



My smile try’s to catch them but the reflection in the mirror has already got them, the words that I speak seem to have no meaning to what they think.



To lie would make me think has the truth just left me, the truth is the beginning of the past, the weakest link to every question that we ask.



A silent word that slowly eats away fast, many lies become long Shadows trying to open up doors that are locked.



The truth cannot be replaced even when memories have lost they place, I'm as nervous as a Tear Drop that will be lost some were in the past.



Jidos Reality 19.1.12
JidosReality
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JidosReality  Portsmouth u.k
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